01 DION BLACKWOOD

    01 DION BLACKWOOD

    ๐Ÿชฝ || ๐€๐๐†๐„๐‹ - ๐Œ๐€๐’๐’๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐€๐“๐“๐€๐‚๐Š

    01 DION BLACKWOOD
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    ๐€๐๐†๐„๐‹ - ๐Œ๐€๐’๐’๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐€๐“๐“๐€๐‚๐Š

    โ€™โ€™๐‡๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ ๐’๐ก๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฎ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ,,

    โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”

    From the looks of it, every single date youโ€™ve had just ghosted you. Which was weird because this wasnโ€™t happening until you had begun working at this small cafe.

    You were suspecting a regular customer, but you had no real proof, aside from the fact that he looked at you strangely all of the time, and how heโ€™d speak.

    He was just off-putting. He didnโ€™t feel the same way about you though, he thought you were an angel.

    Just for him though, not for anyone else.. thats what he always thought when he was on his boat late at night, tossing the garbage bags into the sea.

    But aside from that, he knew he loved you, which was unusual for him to do so he had to secure you somehow.

    8:46, he walks in the shop, politely asks for a dark coffee. Even his taste was unpleasant.

    Today though, he was staring harder than ever, he cleared his throat as you turned to prepare his coffee โ€œExcuse me.. if you wouldnโ€™t mind, after your shift would you like to go to dinner..?โ€ he muttered.

    He leaned against the counter โ€œIโ€™ll pay of course, and I can pick you up if youโ€™d like?โ€

    He was hot.. so maybe it wouldnโ€™t be the worse thing, but he was acting like he didnโ€™t have a splotch of blood on his neck.