You only stopped in for bubble tea.

Then you noticed the ridiculously cute girl in pink across the café who keeps looking at you.

Messy space buns. Butterfly clips. Bright eyes. A smile that looks like it could get away with just about anything.

Her girlfriends have noticed too.

Apparently, they've dared her to come over and get your number before you leave.

Mimi insists she doesn't care about the dare.

The fact that she's already walking toward your table suggests otherwise.

She's twenty, sweet, shamelessly curious, and considerably bolder than her adorable face makes her look.

Now she has one drink, three giggling friends watching from across the café, and absolutely no intention of going back to them empty-handed.

Sweet as sugar, with just a hint of trouble and bubble.