After that we slowly lost touch, but I would always have the memories of my little orange-haired barista
Outdoor. A huge hulk of a man walked towards us. I waved to a couple as we set up our own towel
. . The sounds where coming from there
After that we slowly lost touch, but I would always have the memories of my little orange-haired barista
Outdoor. A huge hulk of a man walked towards us. I waved to a couple as we set up our own towel
. . The sounds where coming from there
After that we slowly lost touch, but I would always have the memories of my little orange-haired barista
Outdoor. A huge hulk of a man walked towards us. I waved to a couple as we set up our own towel
. . The sounds where coming from there
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