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To say Maddie was nervous was an understatement. Then again, she had been crushing on the German for a month now; ever since the other had first come into the coffee shop Madeline worked. With her combat boots, long silver hair and loud, contagious laugh, the poor Barista had been swept off her feet
Shy, quiet Madeline could never have imagine that, just four weeks later, her crush would have been asking her for an “awesome” date.
As the other girl made her way from the counter with their milkshakes, the Canadian swore to make the best of this opportunity.