Coffee Shop
Sitting inside a local coffee shop,
Just a brown-haired girl with glasses and a book.
Sitting alone, hands wrapped around an ivory-colored mug filled to the top with piping hot coffee. Her brown eyes watched the wisps of steam rolling off her coffee, slowly disappearing into nothingness.
The coffee shop was her getaway.
That comforting scent of fresh coffee beans with a hint of vanilla.
The music melting into your soul, indie music engulfed the room.
Closing her eyes, taking in the soothing moment to keep under lock and key in her memories.
With each sip of coffee, this moment was engraved into her memory for life.
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