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yumi :

average cafe career event

2026-08-02 19:43:14

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BunDev :

is this real? i wanna try it but im not sure

2026-08-04 02:10:26

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#1 teio hater :

Cafe can you swoon teio next?

2026-08-03 19:43:46

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Alfazofthesea :

accurate reaction of cafe

2026-08-03 22:42:12

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{AMALIO} :

sunday silence behind the tree

2026-08-02 04:59:45

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»»————-　𝓐𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓮　————-«« :

i know the uma whos behknd the tree but forgot her name

2026-08-02 22:03:06

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The Real Spider-Man 🕷️ :

Average Cafe side quest

2026-08-02 05:47:54

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@Peruano-cerrano :

* Well, here's a man * It offers you something

2026-08-02 07:45:04

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vodka glazer :

VODKA MENTIONED FOR ONE SECOND

2026-08-02 08:47:22

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Stefano Giuseppe :

I looked at the ground and realized exactly what it was, also Gaster is a pencil because you can write on Windings

2026-08-03 00:50:19

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Fhaaron :

we all voted egg in wing dings right?

2026-08-02 15:50:38

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pov: “you’re not my type,” jake says in front of your friends before he casually takes another drink from his glass. you nearly choked. “excuse me?” jake looked completely unbothered. “you heard me.” your friends immediately started laughing. mostly because everyone knew where this conversation was about to go. you pointed at him dramatically. ”good.” “good?” “you’re not my type either.” jake scoffed. “as if i’d want to be.” “as if i’d let you.” “trust me, i wouldn’t ask.” “trust me, i wouldn’t say yes.” your friends groaned collectively. “here we go again.” “every single time.” “can’t you two have one normal conversation?” neither of you listened. you never did. arguing with jake had become second nature. it happened so naturally that sometimes you forgot how ridiculous it looked from the outside. the thing was, you and jake had known each other for years. long enough to know exactly which buttons to push and long enough to somehow become inseparable despite constantly getting on each other’s nerves. or maybe because of it. your friends had stopped trying to understand a long time ago. they simply accepted that whenever you and jake were together, an argument would eventually happen. “you know what’s funny?” one of your friends suddenly said. everyone turned. she pointed between you and jake. “you both act like an old married couple.” immediately— “no.” “absolutely not.” you and jake answered at the exact same time. the entire table erupted into laughter. “see?” “that’s exactly what married couples do.” you rolled your eyes. jake rolled his. then somehow you both noticed at the same time. which only made everyone laugh harder. “hopeless.” “completely hopeless.” you spent the rest of the night pretending your friends were ridiculous. they spent the rest of the night insisting otherwise. honestly? you didn’t think much about it. because arguing with jake was normal. being around jake was normal. thinking about jake a little more than you probably should? also becoming normal. which was dangerous. especially when you started noticing things. like how he always waited for you before leaving, how he somehow remembered random things you mentioned months ago, and how he’d insist he didn’t care while clearly caring. you tried not to think about it. unfortunately, your heart wasn’t cooperating. a few weeks later, another party happened. your friend group practically lived for these gatherings. music filled the house, people danced everywhere, and conversations blended together. everyone seemed to be having fun. including you. well—until your social battery disappeared. which happened faster than expected, so you slipped away from the crowd and stepped onto the balcony. the cool night air immediately felt refreshing. for a moment, you simply leaned against the railing, watching the city lights. enjoying the silence.or at least—trying to. because apparently peace wasn’t allowed whenever jake existed. “there you are.” you didn’t even have to turn around. “why are you here?” “you’re welcome.” you groaned. jake walked beside you, holding two drinks. he offered one. you accepted despite yourself. “thanks.” “i know.” you rolled your eyes. “you’re unbelievable.” “that’s what makes me charming.” “that’s what makes you annoying.” jake laughed. and somehow the sound made your chest feel warm which was irritating. you blamed the alcohol. it was easier. the two of you stood there quietly for a while. which was rare. usually one of you would start arguing within thirty seconds. this time it took nearly two minutes. a new record. “you’re staring.” you immediately looked away. “i’m not.” “you are.” “you’re imagining things.” you nudged his arms. “you’re terrible at lying.” he replied, making you annoyed. “you’re annoying.” “there she is.” you groaned and he just smiled. that stupid smile. the one that always made it impossible to stay annoyed. and somehow that only frustrated you more. because lately—everything about him frustrated you. (comsec++) #enhypenpov #enhypen #jake #jakeenhypen #fyp

pov: “you’re not my type,” jake says in front of your friends before he casually takes another drink from his glass. you nearly choked. “excuse me?” jake looked completely unbothered. “you heard me.” your friends immediately started laughing. mostly because everyone knew where this conversation was about to go. you pointed at him dramatically. ”good.” “good?” “you’re not my type either.” jake scoffed. “as if i’d want to be.” “as if i’d let you.” “trust me, i wouldn’t ask.” “trust me, i wouldn’t say yes.” your friends groaned collectively. “here we go again.” “every single time.” “can’t you two have one normal conversation?” neither of you listened. you never did. arguing with jake had become second nature. it happened so naturally that sometimes you forgot how ridiculous it looked from the outside. the thing was, you and jake had known each other for years. long enough to know exactly which buttons to push and long enough to somehow become inseparable despite constantly getting on each other’s nerves. or maybe because of it. your friends had stopped trying to understand a long time ago. they simply accepted that whenever you and jake were together, an argument would eventually happen. “you know what’s funny?” one of your friends suddenly said. everyone turned. she pointed between you and jake. “you both act like an old married couple.” immediately— “no.” “absolutely not.” you and jake answered at the exact same time. the entire table erupted into laughter. “see?” “that’s exactly what married couples do.” you rolled your eyes. jake rolled his. then somehow you both noticed at the same time. which only made everyone laugh harder. “hopeless.” “completely hopeless.” you spent the rest of the night pretending your friends were ridiculous. they spent the rest of the night insisting otherwise. honestly? you didn’t think much about it. because arguing with jake was normal. being around jake was normal. thinking about jake a little more than you probably should? also becoming normal. which was dangerous. especially when you started noticing things. like how he always waited for you before leaving, how he somehow remembered random things you mentioned months ago, and how he’d insist he didn’t care while clearly caring. you tried not to think about it. unfortunately, your heart wasn’t cooperating. a few weeks later, another party happened. your friend group practically lived for these gatherings. music filled the house, people danced everywhere, and conversations blended together. everyone seemed to be having fun. including you. well—until your social battery disappeared. which happened faster than expected, so you slipped away from the crowd and stepped onto the balcony. the cool night air immediately felt refreshing. for a moment, you simply leaned against the railing, watching the city lights. enjoying the silence.or at least—trying to. because apparently peace wasn’t allowed whenever jake existed. “there you are.” you didn’t even have to turn around. “why are you here?” “you’re welcome.” you groaned. jake walked beside you, holding two drinks. he offered one. you accepted despite yourself. “thanks.” “i know.” you rolled your eyes. “you’re unbelievable.” “that’s what makes me charming.” “that’s what makes you annoying.” jake laughed. and somehow the sound made your chest feel warm which was irritating. you blamed the alcohol. it was easier. the two of you stood there quietly for a while. which was rare. usually one of you would start arguing within thirty seconds. this time it took nearly two minutes. a new record. “you’re staring.” you immediately looked away. “i’m not.” “you are.” “you’re imagining things.” you nudged his arms. “you’re terrible at lying.” he replied, making you annoyed. “you’re annoying.” “there she is.” you groaned and he just smiled. that stupid smile. the one that always made it impossible to stay annoyed. and somehow that only frustrated you more. because lately—everything about him frustrated you. (comsec++) #enhypenpov #enhypen #jake #jakeenhypen #fyp

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