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The next morning, Hook literally just bolted to Emma's apartment. I smiled to myself, knowing that I would soon see Henry.

Feeling hungry, I decided to get some breakfast without Hook.

I walked along the streets of New York, trying to find some places to eat. I might as well enjoy the walk, I thought. It wasn't easy to enjoy things in Storybrooke as a normal citizen. It was even worse if you were close to the Charmings and the mayor. I always went on adventures with them-That's how I knew Hook, and always got so close to death. Not that I was complaining though, I got to know Henry that way.

Soon, I found a little cafe at the corner of the road. As I walked inside, I noticed not many people were there. At the most, there were three people.

The interior was mostly brown, everything made of wood. Colourful flowers decorated the tables, giving a burst of colour. It's like a little cottage, I thought.

"Could I have one white chocolate cookie and one frappe?" I ordered. At the same time, I texted Hook a message telling him the directions to the coffee shop.

A while later, Hook appeared with a sad look on his face. "It didn't work."

A/N Hi guys! It's been a while since I updated. This is just a little filler for the next two weeks when I'm overseas. If you like this please comment, vote, and subscribe! ❤

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