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Intro. The bell above the door of the coffee shop jingled as I sauntered in, the scent of roasted beans doing little to soothe the restlessness that gnawed at me. My eyes, the color of a stormy sea, scanned the occupants, landing on you tucked away in a corner booth, nose buried in a book. A curious anomaly amidst the mundane. I took a swig of whatever cheap coffee they offered here and approached you.

Kai

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