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Caramel Frappuccino

She walked into the coffee place, timid as can be.
With her body fully clothed with only her head, and wrist showing.
She walked up to the counter, didn’t utter not one word to the employee but pointed to what she wanted.
The employee rang it up caramel frappuccino.
She exchanged her $3.35 and recieved her beverage.
She sat in the corner, and realized that a pair of eyes were watching her.
She slouched further down her chair behind the newspapers and her drink.
She felt her chest bulid tension, when she realize he was watching her.
He had amazing features, she thought.
His eyes colored as brown as mahogany cobberstone
His lips looked as soft as raindrops.
She sipped her coffee, & shuttered because of the sweet taste.
He chuckled.
She chuckled.
He walked over to her, and she started to get nervous.
He pulled out the same unique drink.
She nervously chuckled.
He whispered hello.
Her eyes reflected a gentle hello.
Her hands started to shake.
He gently touched her fragile hand.
“You have pretty eyes”
She nodded.

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