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               After waiting for a long forty-five minutes, a forty-five minute wait that cut into her study time, Taeyeon had finally received the Americano she asked for. Taking a well-deserved sip of her favorite beverage, her face twisted in disgust— the coffee was surprisingly cold even though her cup had seemed warm. This was one of those moments when she’d usually just sigh in defeat and go about her day but after waiting for almost an hour, there was no way in hell she was leaving without some hot coffee.  Walking up to the counter, Taeyeon made sure to avoid the person who had taken her order before and instead she called out a rather tall woman. ❝Excuse me, miss? Um…is there anyway I can get another coffee? This one was rather cold by the time I got it.❞ 

( sooyoung—stretto )