i just want to go to a coffee shop on a rainy day and order something nice and warm and have an attractive stranger around my age say “i’ll have one of those too, please” and for them to smile at me and introduce themselves and for us to slowly fall in love in a coffee shop but instead whenever i go to a coffee shop i find teenagers taking pictures of their orders with their iPhones and middle...
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