The café

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She sat down at a café near the park. She regularly visited this place to let her thoughts run wild. She watched the people  who were here with their families or significant others. They enjoyed the warm weather which was uncommon for the time of year. If you listened closely there were birds chirping. Her mind wandered far away from this place as suddenly someone sat down across from her, a friend of a friend. ,,Hello." He said smiling, then shoving a piece of this apple pie into himself. Her peace was ruined. ,,Hello." She answered, to no be rude, even through she wishes the earth would eat him, so she could enjoy her peace again. It was nothing against him. God could have sat themselves down across from her and she would pray that they would go to hell for it. What made it even worse was that this person was nor bright or funny. The opposite was true. It felt like torture hearing him laugh about his own jokes. Sometimes she smiled so that he would not feel bad. It took everything in her to not make a face when he slurped his coffee too loud. Her nostrils flared and she took three deep breaths. ,,And what bout you?" He negged as he shoved the last piece of apple pie down his throat. She was to invested in her own thoughts that she forgot that he wanted to talk to her and now she sat there, silent as her face glue red of embarrassment. 

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