It’s another fun day at the coffee shop. I serve coffee drinks and read customers’ minds pretty much all day. Sometimes I find useful information (like new drink suggestions or stock tips), but most of the time it’s just people commenting about my looks. I feel like I’ve heard it all until that girl walks through the door. I cannot hear her thoughts at all! She’s the first person whose thoughts I cannot read. I need to find out why.
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