#2 Coffee shop

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7:30am I woke up with yet another pounding headache as normal, i then stand up from the couch walking over to the kitchen and opening one of the drawers and grabbing out a bottle of Advil poppin two into my mouth then reaching over to the fridge grabbing a beer from it and washing the two pills down, you may think it's way to early to be drinking but no not for me in fact it's the only thing that keeps me going nowadays the last few years things have been hell I moved away by myself from Maryland to this shitty apartment about a year after Annie left to god knows where, I also lost my bond/relationship with my family, lost my friends, dropped out of school and kinda just went MIA I don't talk to anyone I chill alone doing fuck all and am always up to no good. Do I ever get tired of it all? Yes I certainly do that is correct but what else is there to do.
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I chugged the rest of my beer down placing the bottle onto the counter with the rest of the cluttered empty bottles, then walked to my room and changed into some blue jeans and a black tee + slid my boots on and went and sat on my couch I picked up my phone only to see a message "Brennan..?" from a number I don't recognize, I stare at it for a few minutes not wanting to respond so I shut my phone off shove it into my pocket standing up grabbing my keys off the table and walking downstairs to my truck I really didn't feel like dealing with that right now.
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I drove to the coffee shop a couple blocks away wanting to get a coffee, right as I got my coffee and I was about too walk out the door laughter caught my attention, I took a quick glance towards the corner of the coffee shop and you wouldn't believe who was siting there...
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Short chapter I know I know but I hope you like it:)

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