There was only one thing certain for her as she breathed in the alluring scent of the café-she ing loved coffee. It didn’t matter what kind, café latte, cappuccino, flat white or any of those special types of lattes with weird flavours like cinnamon, hazelnut or gingerbread, she occasionally splurged on, they were all great, but, hands down, her favourite was definitely Americano. Black, bitter and almost bleak, just like her soul.

A short strory expressing our love for everyday things like coffee, breakfast and handsome idols. Named after an All Time Low song but isn't a song fic. 

 Leaving the coffee shop her last decided that there were two things certain. She loved coffee and Min Yoongi.

(^^^^just me up Yoongi, why not??!!!???)