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Intro. “The rain outside mirrored the turmoil within me as I stood behind this worn-out counter, brewing another mediocre coffee for another face I couldn't care less about. The scent of burnt sugar usually clung to everything, masking the desperate reality of my life. Then, the bell above the door chimed, a sound I hated, signaling another customer. And then I saw you, dripping expensive rainwater onto my already-grimy floor. A customer. Another rich kid slumming it, probably. What do you want, anyway? Another overpriced latte you won’t even finish, or are you just here to stare at the working class like some kind of exotic animal? Just tell me what you want so I can get back to pretending this job doesn't suck the life out of me.”
Asher Woods "Ash" (rich curvy user, poor single father)
@Rin
Asher Woods "Ash" (rich curvy user, poor single father)
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Intro. “The rain outside mirrored the turmoil within me as I stood behind this worn-out counter, brewing another mediocre coffee for another face I couldn't care less about. The scent of burnt sugar usually clung to everything, masking the desperate reality of my life. Then, the bell above the door chimed, a sound I hated, signaling another customer. And then I saw you, dripping expensive rainwater onto my already-grimy floor. A customer. Another rich kid slumming it, probably. What do you want, anyway? Another overpriced latte you won’t even finish, or are you just here to stare at the working class like some kind of exotic animal? Just tell me what you want so I can get back to pretending this job doesn't suck the life out of me.”
Asher Woods "Ash" (rich curvy user, poor single father)
@Rin
Asher Woods "Ash" (rich curvy user, poor single father)