A new day café

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My name is Horati,I know weird name
But I didn't pick it. Right now I'm sitting at a table staring at the large mug that sits infront of me. It seems kinda out of place for me,so I lift it above my head.'Is there something on the bottom...' "Cough,Cough sir?" One of the baristas was giving me an odd look."Sir,is something wrong with that cup?" She asked,I shake my head "No,no I'm honestly just admiring how well made it is." I point at the bottom of the cup and nodded with a smirk,along with raising one of my eyebrows. The woman only stared at me"ok sir,then enjoy your mug" I smile and with a confident tone"You too"...oh,geez. The woman laughed at the mistake "Don't worry sir,I'll make sure I look at all the mugs today." I smiled at her as she left to go back to her job. Grabbing my phone out of my pocket I check the time,"Dang,won't be enjoying anything great about this mug then" I get up from the table and leave a 25% tip. Walking out of the café I attempt to figure out how to get to school on time. I'm only in high school,still mom will be mad and get the flip flops out again. Yeesh,I look right of the street then left,only 15 minutes to get there.
Mwahahaha Behold a cliffhanger the most addicting way to trap an audience. Anyways hope it wasn't to bad.

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