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It was finally 3:30 pm meaning an end for my shift.
I walked out of the shop yelling a goodbye to Jenna, another one of the employees who had come in only a few minutes earlier.

I grabbed my phone out of my back pocket and started checking my notifications as I walked town the street towards the bus stop. As I was walking I unknowingly bumped into someone who, in response, spilt hot coffee all over me.
I screamed stepping back from the person.
"Oh fuck. Are you ok?"
I looked up to see the boy who had come into the record shop earlier, looking worried.
"Um yeah, I am but I can't say the same about my shirt."
I frowned looking down at my now coffee-stained grey shirt.
"I am so sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"No, I just need to get home and change my shirt."
I turned to walk the other way, the coffee irritating my skin.
"Let me buy you a new shirt."
He asked, grabbing my lightly arm to get my attention.
"You don't have to, its fine. This is just one of my work shirts."
"But, I do. It's the least I can do after spilling coffee all over you."
"Fine." I gave in,"But only if you let me buy you a new coffee."
"Deal." He smirked leaving both of us to chuckle a bit.

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