Another day. You see the same guy coming towards you again. Constantly you cross each other’s ways. From far away you see he’s holding two mugs of coffee. As he comes closer he holds out one mug for you. C’mon, here, take it. I said take it, I’m fed up seeing your damn sour face on daily basis. He looked at you with extremely annoyed and arrogant face, standing still and holding coffee.
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