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"One bagel, doughnut and a muffin, please." Clara placed an order, her elbows balanced on the counter.
"Alright ma'am." The waitress with pierced nose and dyed hair peeping from her baret said with the most gracious smile, wrapping up the pastries and handing the package over to her. Clara took it with thanks, and tipped her heavily. Just as Leon had requested.
She headed towards his direction; he was seated by the window of the 24 hour cafe, a cap concealing his face. He wasn't in the mood to make himself seen tonight, but he had been in a serious mood since she got there anyway.
He was sipping at the coffee she had brought for him when she sat opposite him, placing the pastries on the table.
"Thanks, sweet cheeks." Well, irrespective of his mood, that one thing about him hadn't changed yet; his use of cheesy nicknames to address her.
She said nothing and nodded instead, pushing her palms into the pockets of her sweats. The night
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