Autistic twink boy cuntface dick pov:
Mid day at my work was really hard but I pulled through it was a normal day all the white moms ordering peppermint mochas. It was all the regular customers with us until a 10' mysterious alpha walked in....🍌
"U-u-u-u-u-uhm what is your order dad- I MEAN sir...." I muttered out nervously fidgeting with my fingies.
"Can I have a Mocha Caramel Latte."
He orders his tone very serious and kinda sexy...
Flustered I respond "Y-Y-Y-Y-Yes mast- I mean sir..." I quickly turn around tucking my galaxy rainbow hair behind my ear and giggling cutely, once I was done making his Mocha Caramel Latte I handed it to him my small bean hands barely wrapping around the cup.
"H-h-h-here you go sir..." speaking in my twink softie preppy smoll bean voice
"Thank you." He quickly grabbed the drink and walked out. I sighed and clocked out.
AT THE BUNKER🦧🍆💦😈
"I'm home💅" Yelling as I walked in to see Zander pookie lobotomy on the couch watching dance moms.
"HEYYY CUNT" Zander fabously yelled out smooching me on the teeth as I walked over in a friend way of course "So cunt how was your zesty day?"
"Amazing I met the sexiest man ever he was so sexy it tickled my little toesies" Grinning when I said that a red tint covered my face just thinking about him "I JUST WANT TO BE HELD BY A MAN!!!!!!!💅"
"Oh........." Zander replied sounded sad I shrugged it off and went to go make some hot choccy UWU ^.^
What will Zander do take a look inside the mind of a tall gay twink in the next chapter 🍆😸🦙🌞🌝
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Mocha caramel latte 💞💘💝🌝🌞🦙🦧❤️
FanfictionOwen, a little uwu twink boy, is very very very very very poor. He finds a job at buckstar and on one Monday afternoon, right after rush hour, (aka lunch) he meets a very particular man. Now everyday he comes in and orders the same thing... a mocha...
