“Hi,” he smiles at the barista, dimples and all. “Can I get a triple espresso for my husband and a brown sugar matcha for myself? Thank you, sweetheart.”
He pays and turns toward Alex.
“Hi,” he smiles at the barista, dimples and all. “Can I get a triple espresso for my husband and a brown sugar matcha for myself? Thank you, sweetheart.”
He pays and turns toward Alex.
𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒? 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗂? 𝖤𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈?𝖬𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖺?
𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒? 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗂? 𝖤𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈?𝖬𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖺?
“𝖭𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍?𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗅...“
“𝖭𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍?𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗅...“
( 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺,𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺.)
( 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺,𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺.)