12-18-2018, 05:14 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT YOU WERE BORN UNDER A BAD SIGN — TAGS[/glow]
It had been a busy today, from running from store-to-store to get specific Christmas gifts to meeting up with his cousin for a brief talk to waiting in line at the gas station for a solid six minutes. The city was hustle-and-bustle around this time of year, that was for certain. It had his [sup]ups[/sup] and [sub]downs,[/sub] but either way, Charlie wanted his coffee. He didn't visit coffee shops all too often, not when he had a keurig at home, but he was out and about anyways. He might as well just buy one.
The man, dressed in a thick and dark coat, sat at a table near the window and took a sip of his dark roast coffee. It was cold outside, the wind even blowing in tiny snow particles, but there was something tranquil about observing them from inside of the warm environment that was the coffee shop. His chocolate-brown eyes traced along the sky idly and he cleared his throat before shifting in his chair and glancing down at his phone. Great, it was almost noon and he still had to go to IKEA. That was going to be a shitshow and a half to deal with, he could already feel it.
The man, dressed in a thick and dark coat, sat at a table near the window and took a sip of his dark roast coffee. It was cold outside, the wind even blowing in tiny snow particles, but there was something tranquil about observing them from inside of the warm environment that was the coffee shop. His chocolate-brown eyes traced along the sky idly and he cleared his throat before shifting in his chair and glancing down at his phone. Great, it was almost noon and he still had to go to IKEA. That was going to be a shitshow and a half to deal with, he could already feel it.
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