latina ceo

GIVE ME A CINDERELLA STORY WITH TWO GROWN WOMEN LIKE A BADASS, SUIT LOVING, PASSIONATE BLACK-LATINA CEO OF SOME DESIGNER SHOE COMPANY AND AN SWEET, PASTEL WEARING, ENDEARINGLY FORGETFUL ASIAN BARISTA AT A CUTE LITTLE CAFE MEETING AT A CLUB. THEY’RE LOWKEY DRUNK AND STUMBLE INTO EACH OTHER AND SPILL THEIR DRINKS ON EACH OTHER BUT THEY JUST LAUGH AND BUY EACH OTHER NEW DRINKS AND DANCE AND FALL IN LOVE AND JUST SPEND A GREAT NIGHT TOGETHER. THEN THEY GO TO A NICE HOTEL AND COLLAPSE ON THE COUCH JUST WATCHING OLD MOVIES AND GIGGLING WHILE THEY TALK ABOUT THEIR DREAMS AND LOVE OF FAIRYTALES. NEXT MORNING, THE CEO WAKES UP ON THE COUCH, WITH A BLANKET ON HER, A LILAC LIPSTICK KISS ON HER FOREHEAD AND A NICE LITTLE BREAKFAST WITH THE BEST DAMN COFFEE SHE’S EVER HAD. THE BARISTA LEFT IN THE EARLY HOURS, TAKING A SHOWER AND GIVING THE CEO A LITTLE THANKS FOR THE HOTEL AND THE GREAT NIGHT. BUT SHE LEFT HER ANKLET, WHICH HER BEST FRIEND GAVE HER BEFORE HE UNDERWENT CANCER TREATMENT, ON THE BATHROOM COUNTER AND BY THE TIME SHE REALIZES IT’S LIKE “OH SNAP TOO LATE.” AND THE CEO FINDS IT AND IT’S JUST “I NEED TO FIND THE PRINCESS OF MY DREAMS FROM LAST NIGHT? TO GIVE THIS TO HER AND GET ANOTHER DATE HOPEFULLY?”