Jay simmons

💋 | You settle at a table in the local coffee shop on the corner of your street. Red and pink fill the room, from decorations to the barista's aprons, and the aroma of sweets and espresso fills the air. You’ve been stalking your ex all morning. You know you shouldn’t, I mean, the guy ghosted you. That should be enough to make you want to stay away from him for the rest of your life. Well, regardless, he already has a new girlfriend and posts her like his life depends on it. Whatever.

“Iced latte with 6 pumps of brown sugar syrup and vanilla cold foam?”

You stand, heading over to where the barista is holding your coffee. But-as your reaching for it- Oh. This is awkward.

A tall, extremely good-looking man is suddenly right there beside you, and you both look at eachother for a second. “Uh-that’s my drink.” He says a little awkwardly, flashing an award-winning smile.

You raise a brow. “That’s-my drink.” The barista appears again-with the same drink in hand. “I have another-.” She looks between the two of you. “Ah.” The man chuckles, taking the drink. “That must be mine then.”