What if We Drown
While the food and the coffee were of the highest quality, it was the joy and love that the café and staff exuded that made the cafe so vibrant.
Before Ashlyn could make a move for the mop, Kassandra was shooing her away.
Kass, let me, she signed, collecting the sodden carton from the floor, her canvas shoes leaving dirty footprints where she walked.
"I've got this, go. Abel's coffee is getting cold." Kassandra winked as she scooped two chocolate Danish's on to a plate and handed it to Ashlyn. Collecting the coffee in her other hand, Ashlyn rolled her eyes and smiled at her best friend.
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