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I sat down in the corner of a small coffee shop, that is located by my house.

Drinking on a cup of coffee, I nodded to the beat of instrumental music the shop played often, I came to enjoy their coffee every week in the middle of fall.

You came in, the month of September, I am right? I stared at you, in line, tapping your leather boot mimicking the song. You're first in love now ordering coffee seeing your toddler-like finger gesture to the coffee menu, picking out what kind. "Which one, ma'am?"

Mocha latte.

You pay for your latte rushing without dropping change in the 'tips' jar. She at least took along a blueberry muffin, which are for free for customers who paid. Heading straight for the exit rushing to not be smack by the rowdy specimen coming inside, she glance towards my way in the corner before leaving while my eyes stay fixated on yours equally. A weak smile tugged on your lips then you were gone like the wind as I were still staring out the window.

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love you all,
ani

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