I visited the coffee shop twice a day, once on my way into work at 6am for my breakfast dark espresso, and once on my way home from work at 6pm for my evening milk tea.
So I got to know the guy who worked mornings, and the girl who worked evenings, fairly well. And when they both admitted to me that they had a crush on someone else who worked there, I guided them together, probing them softly, giving them tips on what the other liked.
Until I found out there were two other workers for the lunchtime shift.
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