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"So... you run this place or you're on night shift?" I asked him as he took a sip from his coffee, I did the same - eyes still focused on him. "Not really, it was my grandma's. I just went here for a vacation, and help I guess. The other employees left a while ago. There weren't much customer since it's almost midnight." He replied. "I see. I'm so sorry if you have to serve me this late. the rain started pouring and i have to find shelter. lucky for me, this shop was still open." i laughed lightly. "Yeah, i never understood why i didn't closed this shop a while ago. Maybe fate brought you here." he smiled as i smiled back. Fate? could it really be fate that brought me here? Created: May 10, 2017 All rights reserved 2017 Copyright © xxThe_Book_Keeperxx
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