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CAMILA MENDES as DREA TORRES Do Revenge (2022)

" EXCUSE ME, DO YOU WANT THIS ? " alex holds out a hot coffee cup, giving it a little jiggle. " the idiot barista gave me almond milk instead of soy milk. definitely do yourself a favor and stay away from the starbucks on 72nd street. " though after the stink alex made today for getting the wrong drink, there's no way that barista will be working there again. " before you ask, it's a caramel macchiato, extra foam and extra shot of espresso. i've had such a morning, and not even because of the stupid barista, " she flips her hair over her shoulder. // @nepofmstarters

noticing someone was waving a coffee cup in her face, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as she pulled an airpod out of her ear - trying to catch what it was the other girl was saying to her. ❝ all i caught from that was that you had a shit morning and something about a stupid barista. ❞ maribel shrugged, putting away both of the headphones as she gave alex her full atttention. ❝ what's going on if you don't mind me asking that's got you all flustered at ten in the morning? ❞

it had been a few weeks since tristan last saw maribel . the male had been staying away from any of his families odd dinners they'd throw . inviting all the investors and people that would put in donations to their business . he 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 understood his grandfather . . . throwing these weird rich people parties and inviting everyone , ( including people he didn't even l i k e . ) that being said , tristan was pretty 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 from his family . as much as his family wished that weren't the case . that being said , he hadn't seen maribel nearly as much as he did due to missing a chunk of those dinner parties . ⏤ exiting the coffee shop , tristan popped out on the new york streets . holding his coffee in his hand . it was that time of day . a double shot espresso to keep him spinning , as usual . as if 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 , there she was . ❛ maribel , ❜ he spoke up , trying to get her attention . ❛ it's been a minute . ❜ the brunette continued as he got the girls attention . ❛ how've you been doing ? or should we find somewhere more private to talk ? wouldn't want any pictures to be taken out of context . your family might shun you for it . ❜ it was a joke . . . sort of .

the question took her by surprise for a moment before she smirked, shaking her head at him. ❝ oh honey, let's not pretend you want us to go some place private for the sake of me saving my reputation. ❞ she teased once more, her hand moving to poke his cheek briefly before dropping her hand and starting to walk away. ❝ come on then, let's go back to my apartment where we can talk without all these prying eyes. ❞