You had been going to your favourite cafe every morning just before work, the only reason you did was because of her. Lisa. she was beautiful and often gutted on by other men who ordered drinks.

Every morning you would order a frappé and would talk to her. You would often catch glances of her cleavage under her shirt which made your heart freeze. She was always nice to you, she was always quiet.

It was a Monday and obviously you had to order your drink. Lisa seemed hot and bothered, her face was flushed as she busied herself with making drinks. It was now you ordering.

Lisa smiled, she was trembling slightly. “Would you like your usual?”

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