Linden Evergreen strolled through the bustling streets, Glancing at his watch, he sighed softly. He had hoped to visit Finnick at his job, but his therapist appointment loomed. As he entered the waiting room, he approached the vending machine, inserting a few coins and watching as the paper cup filled. Lifting the cup to his lips, he took a hasty sip, only to wince and curse under his breath. Verdammt... The coffee was scalding, and he shook his head, a wry smile playing on his lips.
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