●~Chocolate~●
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Last published Fri, Dec 27, 2019
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Ding!
The chime above the door always signaled the entrance of a newcomer to the café, but whenever he walked in, it sounded different somehow. Gentle like a mother's caring whispers to her shivering child, and so light, almost as if nothing had disturbed the small bells at all.
When he walked in, he invited the smell of chocolate, along with the warmth of an oven.
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