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Work dragged by the past few days, I swear I'd kill someone if it wasn't for my privleges of working at a café. Free coffee, hell yeah. The bell dinged and dinged, people went and people came. For the past two weeks i've had to work from 3pm til close, and for the past few weeks, my dreams have been filled with the color blue.

It's 15 til 11 o'clock, i grab my jacket and my cell phone along with the keys to the café. I hear the bell ding. "Hello? We are closing in 15 minutes."

"Oh, I'm sorry, doll". I look over towards the door and my heart speeds up a little faster. It was him, the stranger I'm inlove with. "Um, you know what, it's okay. What would you like?".

He ordered an iced coffee and sat at one of the front tables. I made one for myself too, this is my chance. I walked over to him and put his coffee on the table. "Do you mind if I sit with you?"

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