you rest your head in your hands, your elbows leaning on the table. just make it through today, you tell yourself. friday you have off, you can go- your thoughts are cut off by the sound of the cafe's door bell. you look up and immediately have to look away. jesus. how can a girl be that . . . bright? you back to her, squinting. her face is plastered with the biggest smile you've ever seen. Hiya!
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