Unlikely/Likely

by Lesley Pink

She didn't think it would go anywhere. He was, after all, behind the counter and she was in front of it. It would be a cup of coffee, some awkward chitchat, and that would be that. It would probably be a disaster, and she would have to find somewhere else to get her falafel. But the coffee turned into drinks, which turned into dinner, which turned into him on her couch at 1am. The falafels were free now.

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Lesley Pink is a worker bee who lives in Brooklyn, New York.