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Nov 2
"I think i'll take the iced caramel macchiato please"

Dark brown eyes and a furrowed brow look down at me

I type the order into my order screen, nervous to look up and suddenly wondering if there's any strands of hair out of place

"Anything else?' I ask

He doesn't say anything, concentrating on the menu directly above my face

"Any good pastries?" He asks slightly smiling

"I love our muffins but our cheese danish's are also really good." I smile back

"Ok, I trust you. Ill take a muffin please."

"Of course."

"If its not good, I'm going to have to come back you know?"

A smile spreads across my cheek and a slight red tint exposes itself
We were definitely flirting at this point
Venga
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Venga  24/F/NY
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