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I walked into the coffee shop feeling nervous for some reason. I looked around the shop, the soft lights cast a cozy feel to the small place. Overstuffed leather seats sat in one corner and a few tables with accompanying chairs were scattered across the place. A chipper blonde stood behind the counter. When I walked in she waved kindly, I waved back. I looked for y/n, seeing her sitting in the corner of the overstuffed chairs. Her hair was up in a messy bun. I grinned and began walking towards her.

*KPLOW BITCH*

I spun around when the coffee shop's door flug and slammed open. Everyone seemed to freeze as a drunken man stormed in.
"WHA THA FUK BITC?" The man was stumbling towards y/n grumbling angrily. He had a defensive pose as if someone was going to slam him in the ballsack.

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