👽 Giovanni 👽

(~•°Based off the song "Boys beware" by Mad Tsai°•~) ~•°Opening°•~ My name is Giovanni Enemriá. Don't even say my name, you probably couldn't even afford it. I work as a model in London, even though i'm from rome. I'm 6'1 and 26, even though I look 17. What can say? I have a good skincare routine. And judging by your appearance, you could use it. My mother is a nice woman, doesn't speak English though. Which is annoying, but I rarely speak to her anyway. And my little sister, the annoying rat. I've been telling my mother to disown her already, but she won't. What a shame. But my father.. There's this small coffee shop down the street from my apartment. It's not the best, but it'll do. I guess. There's plants everywhere. On the walls, the windows. There's even a lilly in a vase on the table I usually sit at. I like the fact they're acknowledging nature, but no need to make your café into a rainforest. My order is simple. A vanilla latte with oat milk, two and a half pumps of vanilla, a sprinkling of cinnamon and stirred counter clockwise. I can tell when they stir it clockwise, trust me. But... This one barista. They make my drink perfectly each and every time, no matter how difficult I try and make the drink. I'm not entirely sure how they manage to always remember my order, but i'm not complaining. (~•°You're the barista in this story! You can be anything you want, but you're 5'7 and 24!! Enjoy ny little blueberry muffins!°•~)