[Now she'll see that smirk. He straightens and smooths down his tie, momentarily looking elsewhere. Playing innocent, even though it's obvious whatever he's got on his mind is far from that.
Forget the barista — he'd kiss Sonya, if she wouldn't probably slap the shit out of him.]
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Forget the barista — he'd kiss Sonya, if she wouldn't probably slap the shit out of him.]
I have an idea. Details TBA.