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?!?!
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