Who. . ?

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Alex put on her skinny blue jeans, put on a black turtleneck and a maroon colored scarf. She put on her tan coat and zipped it half way up. She put her hair into a high ponytail and looked into the mirror. "Hmm.." She searched her closet until she found two clean black ankle socks and put those on. She grabbed her ankle boots, the warm type that are furry inside, and slipped them on. She looked into mirror as she grabbed a fancy black envelope purse. She smiled. She looked cute today, unlike other days, wear she just wears black sweatpants and any old "fancy" top she could find. She giggled and left her apartment.
She smiled as she waited for the street sign to change. Then, a snowflake falls onto her nose. She shakes it off and sneezes cutely. An older more formally dressed man looks at her.
"God bless you." He smiled. Alex looked up and nodded.
"Thank you sir." She whispered as the street sign changed. She hurried to the other side of the street, to the coffee shop. She enters and rubs her hands together she breathing hot air onto them. She sits on a white antique chair behind a white glass table. She raised one hand up as a tall male sat across from her. "Hot coco please!" She looked at the man across from her and smiled politely. "Hello."
"Hey Alex." He chuckled. Alex perked up, frozen with shock.
"How do you know who I am?!" She looked at him, speechless as he simply smiled, as if they were friends long ago.

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