Kizzy-Kylie

A/N - Author's Notes F/N - First Name E/C - Eye Color Y/S - Your Sexuality You sighed sitting at the bar holding a shot glass. Debating if you wanted to down it or not the stool next to you was taken. A man pushed his dark brown hair from his face as he put his elbows on the bar holding his face. You blinked. "Hey, excuse me... Are you alright, sir?" You asked. He looked you and nodded. "Yea, I'm fine." He had stubble across his chin and thin warm pink lips. His brown eyes boring into yours. You felt your face heat up.  "A-alright. Well, um... I'm (Y/N)." You smiled He smiled back. "I'm Mark." His eyes sparkled. "So... (Y/N), why are you

A/N - Author's Notes F/N - First Name You yawned, and stretched in your chair. You were an art student and just completed the one thing you are proud of for first class. You looked at the clock on your phone hoping you had time for a nap but sure enough you were 5 minutes late. “Oh shit!” you grabbed your piece and ran out in your sweat pants and light pink T-Shirt.   The weather was cold and misty around campus, puddles everywhere on the paths. You felt dizzy from being up all night finishing your piece that you almost fell over jogging to class. You looked over to see a Starbucks across the street, you wanted coffee so badly bu