"Why are you so mad at me?"
"Hmm...i dont know. Because we are literally stuck in coffee shop with no way out?!"
"Well if you put it that way—"
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S/he is sitting by the window of a pastry shop, sipping on her/his tea with a chocolate mousse in front of them. A sick feeling crawls up their body, until finally they spot it, making them curse under their breath.
"Shit—!'
