Barista

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Emma had always been captivated by the limelight. Her radiant smile and magnetic presence drew people in, making her a beloved actress. Y/N, on the other hand, was the quiet strength behind the scenes, working as a barista in a cozy cafe nestled in the heart of the city.

One crisp autumn morning, fate wove their stories together. Emma, exhausted from a night of rehearsals, sought solace in the warm embrace of the café. The scent of freshly ground coffee beans welcomed her, and the gentle hum of conversation provided the perfect backdrop to her thoughts.

As Emma stood in line, she caught a glimpse of Y/N, gracefully moving behind the counter, her strong hands expertly crafting each beverage. Y/N's focus and precision were like a choreography of their own, and Emma found herself entranced.

Their eyes met, and there was an instant connection, a spark that seemed to transcend the ordinary. Y/N's warm smile was like a beacon of light, drawing Emma closer. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together in that very moment.

Emma ordered her usual, a cappuccino with a sprinkle of cinnamon, and found a quiet corner to lose herself in her thoughts. Little did she know, Y/N couldn't help stealing glances in her direction, intrigued by the radiant actress who seemed to have a world of stories behind her eyes.

As the days passed, Emma's visits to the café became a cherished routine. Each encounter with Y/N felt like a scene from a romantic film, their conversations a dance of words and laughter. They discovered shared passions, dreams, and a deep understanding that seemed to transcend the boundaries of their separate worlds.

One day, as the rain painted delicate patterns on the café's windows, Emma felt a newfound courage bubbling within her. She couldn't imagine leaving without finding a way to stay connected with Y/N. With a playful glint in her eyes, she discreetly scribbled her number on a napkin, along with a message that held a promise of adventure:

„Here's to shared stories and endless cups of coffee. Call me when you're ready for the next scene in our tale."

With a fluttering heart, Emma left the napkin beside her empty cup, hoping it would find ist way into Y/N's hands. As she left the café, the rain seemed to dance around her, echoing the joy that bubbled within.

Later that evening, Y/N discovered the napkin, and a smile spread across her face. It was a moment of serendipity, a twist of fate that felt like it was written in the stars. The cute message warmed Y/N's heart, and she knew she couldn't let this chance slip away.

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A/N: Should i make a part 2?
See ya

~Emma Myers~ (One-Shots)Место, где живут истории. Откройте их для себя