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Luckily, we were also shielded by our trusty umbrellas, which we carried everywhere with us thanks to Rico's words of wisdom.
The café was relatively busy, as it always was, but had enough free table space for us to sit down for our coffees.
"I just wish we could have ended on better terms," I sighed, taking a sip from my white chocolate mochaccino. I was a basic bitch, but I was willing to own to that title if it meant I could indulge in such a delectable concoction.
We had gotten back onto the conversation of my breakup, which was still very fresh in my mind as it had taken place just hours before.
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