"This tastes like good. Me like good," I said. The bird nodded. "Coo... I'm glad," said the bird in a hushed tone. I pushed the cup back to him, and he set it down behind the counter. "Now, who is the one that served me this drink, huh? What they call you in this little corner of the world?" I questioned. "Brewster... You?" He asked. "Me? I'm Y/N, 'least that's what they called me in prison," I said with a chuckle. I wasn't joking, but people get nervous when I say it seriously. "Coo... It's nice to meet you Y/N..." He said. "I know. Thanks for the coffee, dude," I said, getting up to leave. When I was about out of the door, he called out: "Wait... Y/N... Could you come here for a second?"
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Brewster x Reader: A Love Story
FanfictionYou are getting used to living on an island for the first time, when your heart is pulled and turned in a myriad of directions upon meeting who must be your true love... Coo...
