ashesandghostff

There’s really no way for Jonny to justify driving out to Wicker Park for coffee every morning, but he does it anyway. While Pat’s coffee is good, it isn’t worth the drive. The company, however...

Jonny jerks his gloves on and doesn’t let himself think about it. No distractions.

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Or: In which Patrick is a secret stats genius who owns an obnoxious coffeeshop called Grind So Fine and Jonny really isn't looking for a soulmate. He gets one anyway.