Luna_Wolf72
CinnaWolf circa 2023
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I had left her alone for a day and a half. Long enough for her to get back into her daily routine. Long enough for me to decide that what I wanted was to get to know her, not just fuck her. So that meant taking a break, not allowing myself to call her or text her, every time she crossed my mind...which was quite often.
By the afternoon of the second day, I was going stir crazy. After a fruitless morning searching for a new job, one with better hours, I decided to stop by the coffee shop and see if X girl was working. I needed to look at her, make sure she was real. A flesh and blood woman, not some one I had invented since my last little go round with the evils of being boi and exceedingly dyke~like.
I pulled into a parking spot and hopped out of the car. I was half way to the shop before I remembered that I hadn't fed the parking meter. I turned around, retraced my steps and did so before finally finishing my walk to the JtH. I paused just outside the door and glanced at myself. I looked...presentable. Black low rise jeans, black boots, a fitted white tee, coppery brown curls covered by a bandanna and a ball cap. I looked like myself.
I entered and headed for the counter, where the X girl was busy doing coffee girl things. I cleared my throat, just as my phone vibrated in my pocket. Pulling it out, I glanced at it and grinned at her message. Obviously, I had crossed her mind as well.
"Hello pretty girl. Can I get cuppa? You know my recipe."
By the afternoon of the second day, I was going stir crazy. After a fruitless morning searching for a new job, one with better hours, I decided to stop by the coffee shop and see if X girl was working. I needed to look at her, make sure she was real. A flesh and blood woman, not some one I had invented since my last little go round with the evils of being boi and exceedingly dyke~like.
I pulled into a parking spot and hopped out of the car. I was half way to the shop before I remembered that I hadn't fed the parking meter. I turned around, retraced my steps and did so before finally finishing my walk to the JtH. I paused just outside the door and glanced at myself. I looked...presentable. Black low rise jeans, black boots, a fitted white tee, coppery brown curls covered by a bandanna and a ball cap. I looked like myself.
I entered and headed for the counter, where the X girl was busy doing coffee girl things. I cleared my throat, just as my phone vibrated in my pocket. Pulling it out, I glanced at it and grinned at her message. Obviously, I had crossed her mind as well.
"Hello pretty girl. Can I get cuppa? You know my recipe."