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• Lou •
Oh no, not him again.
Wait.
Where's Caramel Macchiato, venti?
"Hey Louis, right?"
"Uh... Yeah?"
"So my friend is sick and I promised to get his coffee. Of course I forgot what kind he wants."
Friend. Not boyfriend.
Just friend.
Good.
"So yeah you probably know him, the tall one, green eyes, brown curls. Killer legs. Quite awkward too, even more around you."
"What?"
"Harry? He always stares at you and doesn't even talk 'cause he's quite awkward, especially when he likes someone."
Harry.
Caramel Macchiato, venti has a name.
Harry.
Perfect.
"So... Can you make his drink?"
"Oh yeah, of course, no problem."
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