At night, I dream. More often than a normal person. The fruits of these dreams become stories. And this is one of them. A perceptive barista and girl obsessed with red velvet cake. Where will life take them? On a serious note, dream files are based on my dreams, things could get kinda topsy-turvy. But mainly, just fluff

When Wonho the Hoe catches feeelings for one of his clients, ship happens. See what I did there? That's word play (By the way, this is a short choose your own path fic)