"The best advice
My mom probably gave me
Would just be to take the good
From certain scenarios.
Recognise the bad
And do your best to cut it out
And then take
Whatever good you feel from it,
Whether it's a person or a scenario,
And run with that,
As opposed to the negative."

- Cameron Boyce

Song:
Symphony by Clean Bandit ft Zara Larsson

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      Caffeine Kick Starts A Perfect Day

"Ew, you're sweaty!"

Chuckling, Chase puts his arm around me. "You love me."

"No. The Coffee machine is broken. You didn't fix it, why?"

He shrug. "The CoffeeShop down the street is open, if you're craving for some caffeine."

"I am, duh."

Scrunching his nose, "You drink too much coffee. It's unhealthy."

"You workout too much, it's unhealthy."

"Your teeth will decay."

"It'll stunt your growth." Chase's ex-girlfriend broke their '5years relationship', said he's short as a 5'11".

"Shut up, go nag someone else. Be careful, It's sleeting out there." I hear him call me to take my coat.

This white turtleneck sweater should do.

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Gust of wind whips up my hair, sending ice flecks into my eyes. The cold air nips every inch of my exposed skin.

Elegantly written on one of the windows is "The CoffeeShop".

Entering, bells tinkles. My almost frozen body immediately begin to thaw. Warm scent of brewed coffee, freshly baked pastries overwhelm my senses. Hoping everything is half as good as it smells.

"Welcome, what can I get you?"

Inspecting the black chalkboard, I'm tempted to breakaway from my only bad habit 'Black Coffee'.

Typing on my phone, "Black coffee, three sugar. Buttermilk spice muffin."

"Will that be all?"

"Yes, please."

Sitting by the window, slowly enjoying my coffee.... My phone ding.

Chase: Hey sis!

Chase: Black coffee with mint leaves for me. Thanks!

"Marry that Buffon, and I'm moving to Antarctica." Slightly deep voice captures my interest.

Semi-curly brown hair, dark brown eyes, pale lips, prominent cheekbones, chiseled jawline, broad shoulders, sculpted muscles....

I drop my stalker habit before he feels me gawking and freak out, that creeps even me out. Giving myself some slacks, guys like him aren't one to be seen often.

Kind of guy one admire from afar, knowing he only spared time of the day for equally gorgeous people, not someone like you.

Who drinks Tall Mocha Frappuccino?

As though he heard me, he does the unthinkable, stares straight at me. The weight of his eyes leaves me frozen in my seat.

The invisible girl has been noticed!

"I'm in London. Didn't you claim girls love British accented guys?" He smirk, totally knew I was checking him out. I bet I look like an overripe tomato.

I need to learn to be more subtle!

It has to be the caffeine.

I hate attention. Blending into backgrounds is my forte.

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Stepping outside, the weather has gotten harsh. Absolute HYPOTHERMIA. I start walking until I collide with someone, spilling Chase's scalding hot coffee on myself.

"Crap!"

"Geez!!!"

I'm drowning in brown.

A pair of dazzling Dark Brown eyes stare at me intensely.

Towering over my 5'3" figure, puts him in 5'7" territory. Completely immobilized, I do a double take, making sure not to fantasize anything. If I thought he couldn't get any more beautiful, I was wrong. Damn, he has a very handsome face, movie star good looks.

Freckles, and light beards adds to his sexiness.

"Are you okay?"

Flustering, I move out of his arms, berating myself for looking like an idiot. My face heat up more.

Looking up, his eyes sends shivers down my spine. Strangely feeling colder without his hands. My sweater is drenched, sticky, showing my red lacy bra.

"Hello miss, are you okay?" Awkwardly nodding my head, I slip past him, flashily walking home.

"Holy shit!" Chase exclaims, laying his eyes on me before I explain my earlier situation-ship.

"You're a weirdo." He ruffles my hair. "It's a good thing you share my looks, else you'd be bullied."

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