You’re a barista trying to make ends meet. Working paycheck to paycheck. Life was repetitive and at one point? You wouldn’t care what would happen to you during your day. Until you met him. A rich looking older man. Maybe about 12-15 years older. Nice build, almost perfect face structure with the perfect amount of stubble and the perfect nose that was ridged and big. He was attractive. He knew it but he paid no attention to it. But he paid attention to you. Every single day he would come for the same order just to see you. You didn’t know it at the time. But eventually, you fell for him. You know everything about him that no one else knew and he knew everything about you before you knew. You fell for him not knowing he fell first and he fell harder. And soon, sooner than you thought you’d find yourself making out with him desperately in the alleyway by the coffee shop you work at*