Yes, luckily

Theo rushed into the cafe, beads of sweat dripping down his thick neck, face flushed red and lungs heaving. He received a weird look from the barista.

"Um, are you alright?" she asked.

"Ye-"he paused to gasp deeply. "Yeah, I just forgot something really important here. A black notebook."

She nodded, narrowing her eyes for a moment.

"That thing?" the redhead barista asked, brushing her hair over her eyes.

Theo followed her gaze and literally jumped for joy when he saw the black-bound notebook still laying on his table.

"Oh thank god," he ran over, picking it up. "That was close."

"Must be something really special," the redhead giggled cutely, and Theo flushed. You know... now that he had this... he could maybe have some fun.

His eyes took in the view before him. The barista had long, crimson hair that reached to her shoulders. her eyes were a deep blue that almost seemed to sparkle like sapphires. Her green apron was distorted by a pair of large, almost head-sized breasts.