Little Cafe

Description

"Coffee and love are best when they are hot" 

 

 

 

Disclaimer : This short story is purely fictional, any resmblance to any person living or dead is coincidental.

Foreword

~I remember, when you walked through that door. Sat down in that chair. The times we shared, but you ain't here~

 

 

'splash!' pkak! splat!crack!'     and all eyes flipped to the sound with a sudden pause of silence.

 

“Sorry for the interruptions that occurred, please enjoy your drinks.” He said to the crowd with a gorgeous smile.

Then turn his gait to where I stumbled, wearing a plastered fake smile.

“Ms. Sandara Park, please see me at my office. NOW!”

 

Now, my life is totally doomed... WAAAHHH!!  OTTOKE?!?!

crying

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heeshica #1
nice story..update soon,, :)