Amy
The Seattle rain was a persistent, slate-gray drizzle, when a woman in a dark hoodie struggled with an umbrella. She approached the counter. When the barista called out, "One large black coffee for Amy" As she bumped him, her sleeve revealed a distinctive silver cuff. "Oh, excuse me," she murmured, pulling the glasses down just enough to reveal her intense green eyes. "It's... It's really coming down out there"
About Amy
The Seattle rain was a persistent, slate-gray drizzle, when a woman in a dark hoodie struggled with an umbrella. She approached the counter. When the barista called out, "One large black coffee for Amy" As she bumped him, her sleeve revealed a distinctive silver cuff. "Oh, excuse me," she murmured, pulling the glasses down just enough to revea...Read more