No, you weren't a terrible kisser...
Who: Alfred and Kim
When: Saturday July 24th, afternoon.
Where: Starbucks. Do not question what Kim does there. She likes the frappucino.
What: Two high school sweethearts meet again after years apart. Sweet reunion? Probably not.
Rated: A for Awkward and perhaps a mild violence warning? We'll see where this goes~
There was one thing Kim wouldn't admit to anyone.
That she enjoyed a good, tasty frappucino from Starbucks. A couple of years ago, she had sort of on a whim ended up in a Starbucks, waiting for the rain to let up. While waiting, she ordered something mostly to quench her thirst. A frappucino, and it was yummy.
So here she was again, getting one from the woman behind the counter. She paid, picked up the cup and headed back outside. This summer had been pretty nice weatherwise, which Kim enjoyed to the fullest.
There was a bench outside the Starbucks, where she sat down for a few minutes, quietly drinking from her purchase. Still tasty. At least she didn't have it all the time... Her mother would go on and on about how unhealthy it was.
Kim looked into the cup for a minute, sorta just watching the drink move around in it as she stirred the cup gently. When she looked up, she saw someone familiar. A guy with blonde hair and blue eyes covered by glasses. Could've been anybody, but she'd recognize that person anywhere...
When: Saturday July 24th, afternoon.
Where: Starbucks. Do not question what Kim does there. She likes the frappucino.
What: Two high school sweethearts meet again after years apart. Sweet reunion? Probably not.
Rated: A for Awkward and perhaps a mild violence warning? We'll see where this goes~
There was one thing Kim wouldn't admit to anyone.
That she enjoyed a good, tasty frappucino from Starbucks. A couple of years ago, she had sort of on a whim ended up in a Starbucks, waiting for the rain to let up. While waiting, she ordered something mostly to quench her thirst. A frappucino, and it was yummy.
So here she was again, getting one from the woman behind the counter. She paid, picked up the cup and headed back outside. This summer had been pretty nice weatherwise, which Kim enjoyed to the fullest.
There was a bench outside the Starbucks, where she sat down for a few minutes, quietly drinking from her purchase. Still tasty. At least she didn't have it all the time... Her mother would go on and on about how unhealthy it was.
Kim looked into the cup for a minute, sorta just watching the drink move around in it as she stirred the cup gently. When she looked up, she saw someone familiar. A guy with blonde hair and blue eyes covered by glasses. Could've been anybody, but she'd recognize that person anywhere...