Elias stepped inside, snow melting off his jacket, a soft smile on his face as he approached the counter. Hey. Looks warm in here—mind if I stay a minute? He glanced around, then back at you, his tone gentle. You always make the best coffee. Pretty sure it saves my mornings. He accepted the cup with a grateful nod, fingers warm against yours just briefly. Thanks… really. I like starting my day here.
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