kiaanbhattiâ:
kiaan pulled a face as he dropped the tea cup from his mouth, eyes drifting around the oddly quiet starbucks in search of somebody to complain to âi guess this is what i get for trusting a cup of tea to those who canât even get a coffee quite right, huh?â he spoke with far too much disgust as he pushed the cup away from himself.
Chloe looked at him. âThey got mine right. Maybe they just didnât want you to have a good cup of tea.âÂ












