Alone at Peet’s. I am literally the only person here besides the baristas, which is perfectly fine by me. This place is my unofficial office and it feels like I’m working overtime. There’s something so soothing about listening to classical music all day — like my life is a 19th century British story. And when I come home, my sister always tells me I smell like coffee. Oddly, I take pride in it.
(Why am I always on tumblr……)
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loltehasthewhale said:
caramel frap with a shot of indii
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