Café Noir - Hannigram au
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“Rough day?”
Will, a young boy with dark, messy hair looked up at the barista and rubbed his eyes. “Rough night, you mean. Haven’t been able to close my eyes for a second.”
The barista laughed. “In need of some nice, black coffee?” His voice sounded like a soothing melody. He definitely caught Will’s attention.
“Yes, that’d be perfect.”
As the barista walked past Will, he whispered in his ear. “It’s on the house.” Hannibal left Will startled as he walked towards the bar with a smirk and started to make some nice, black coffee.
















