This story will be stud4stud‼️ So, don't play yourself and read it if you know you not with it‼️
When you place someone on a high pedestal, you're bound to be disappointed. But just how disappointed do you need to be to stop glorifying them?
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For the first time in a while, it was a full house. Most likely because it was the weekend.
I felt the presence of someone step up to the cashier as I said, "Welcome to..."
I trailed off as I faced one of the finest human beings I've ever seen, second to Nola, of course.
She was pretty tall, enough to be a professional basketball player. Her skin was a nice caramel, but still chocolate. She had a nice fade, and a afro that she looked like she maintained.
"May I take your order?" I asked with a polite smile, once I gained my voice.
"Can I get a caffe latte, please?" She asked, giving me a polite smile back.
"Size?" I asked and she responded, "Venti."
"Alright, that'll be $4.28." I told her and she handed me her card as I thanked her.
"Oh... be sure to make it real hot." She said and she leaned forward whispering, "Just like you..."
I laughed slightly as I said, "No problem."
She walked away after to a booth, leaving me flustered as my mind filled with thoughts.
I was not expecting that... at all. That's the first time a stud hit on me. ...I wonder what's in the box?
I saw her carrying one when she walked away.
I shrugged it off and began to tend to other customers as some time went by.
Fifteen minutes had passed when the front entrance came flying open, catching my attention. I saw Nola stride in and she looked mad.
She glanced at me for a second before walking over to the booth that girl was sitting at.
Hold the fuck up. They know each other!?
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Nola's POV
"Hey. How're you, Nola?" Cheryl smiled in my face while I simply glared at her.
