Mistaken Vibes
u/mindovermacabre: “I was a Starbucks barista before the whole ‘names on cups’ thing was big- or at least, it wasn’t really practiced in my tiny store. There was this very cute guy who came in maybe 4-6x a week. A little often, but nothing out of the ordinary. I flirted like mad. He flirted back. It was all great. Then he comes in with his fiance. I was betrayed and treated him coldly from then on.
A month later, two of him come in together and I find out that he–uh, they–are twins and I’d shot down any chance I had with the single one.”