Coffee Shop.

I asked for coffee.
Life is simple and hard.
She smiles as she serves me, a flirtation, a laugh as I humour her. Her every suggestion is innuendo in my ears, every item on the menu a come on. I order a flat white without even realising the implications, then she smirks and brought my coffee.

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