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I reach around the counter and take the money. "Thank you, come again."
The bell rings again, another customer arrives. I glance up and see a raven haired man, toned in muscle and clad in skinny jeans. I quickly look away as he approaches the counter.
"Hey, brat! Are you gonna ask my order or not?" I look up, startled.
"Sorry sir! What would you like?" He stares at me a moment.
"Your number." My eyes widen and he smirks.
"Sorry, we don't sell that here." His eyes narrow.
"Fine, I want a black coffee."
"Do you want your-"
"Yes i want the goddamm receipt." I smile at him.
I quickly pour his drink. Before I give it to him though, I get and idea.
-----Levi's Pov-----
I stare at the back of the receipt as I sit in traffic. The brat.
Here's my digits, xxx-xxxx. Call me! -Eren