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•Hazzy•





Louis.

After all these months of coming here to look at the cute barista, I finally got his name.

Louis.

No, I didn't talk to him. Nor he to me.

At least not really apart from 'a Caramel Macchiatto, venti, please' and 'that'll be 4,55 pounds'.

After months of being lost in his oh so blue eyes, I actually looked down at his name tag.

Louis. His name is honestly perfect for him, a short cute boy deserves a short cute name.

I forgot pretty.

Pretty boy.

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