Destined to Meet (On Hold)
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Last published Sat, Dec 26, 2015
"Life is just as bitter as this coffee is."
That was according to Cara, who works in a recently popular coffee shop that served countless types of coffee blends her Uncle Mac owns.
Meeting different unfortunate events the teen couldn't care less after being forced to spend her summer with her uncle who lived in a relatively cold region, she loved Winter and snow but the cold in where she is was unbearable. Mountains of snow would block their doorstep everyday, transportation was just as hard and it was said to be Summer.
"Look on the brighter side, it may not be bad as you actually think it is. You might meet someone you like here in Vandoú." Mac chuckled to himself while sipping on his extra strong coffee shot.
"It has been a week since i came here and i havent met a single friend i could talk to, do you think that is still possible?" I rolled my eyes at the man on his 30's.
"You'll never know." He smiled and wore his favorite hat. "Now lets get to that coffee shop."
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