chapter 8

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The next morning I wake up to sunshine and the smell of something delicious. I soon identify the smell as fresh coffee without having to open my eyes. After this realisation my eyes fly open immediately and I see Evelynn in front of me with a coffee cup in her hand.

She knows me so well, my day doesn't start without a cup or two of coffee.

"Is this for me?" I ask her and give her the biggest puppy eyes I can. Of course I know it is for me, since coffee is something Evelynn also refuses to drink. Which is simply not understandable at all.

"You know it. I've come to learn during these years of our friendship that you are the most non-morning person in the world. So take some coffee, we have shopping to do," she laughs and gives me the large cup of coffee and a croissant.

We start the day doing some touristy sightseeing and eyeing some local Spanish guys. Talk about a snack... They are all definitely my type, but none of them interest me enough to actually go talk to them.

We visit a few museums before we take a bus into the main shopping streets. Neither of us really love to do last minute shopping, because it stresses us, but Evelynn needs new heels for the night. And I could use some inspiration for my outfit for tonight. 

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