trixie walked to the starbucks as fast as she could with her 4inch heels, she got there pretty quickly and searched for blonde hair and red lips.
she saw katya sat on a couch near the window, looking down at her phone. she was wearing a green bomber jacket and a black top.
trixie took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
katya looked up as she heard the door open and was meet with a tall blonde girl with a tight jean skirt and a loose sweater. she feelt her throat dry and blinked a few times.
"katya?" trixie said with a smile as she walked confidently to the table.
"t-trixie?" katya said, swallowing loudly.
trixie smiled and sat down across from the girl. "hi."
katya shook her head sightly and felt herself blush. "hello."
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a/n: this took me so long to write and idk why? whats wrong w me
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warm ; trixya ✗
Fanfictionwarm (adj); having or showing enthusiasm, affection, or kindness. or the one where katya wants to sell old dolly parton albums and trixie wants to buy them. [short story] [completed]
