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The soft, languid music filling the room, melting into whispered conversations and the steady hum of the machines. He’d gotten used to spending his days like this, drifting from counter to counter with a practiced smile and a careful hand, steaming mugs of coffee set in front of…

He’d been eyeing the slumbering woman for a while now, uncertainty lingering in the back of mind before he’d made up his mind to give her a polite little pat on the shoulder.

At her embarrassment, he seemed to hesitate- only for a moment, though, and there- that easy smile he always fell back to, a small shake of his head as he shrugged. “It’s quite alright. Business has been a bit slow these few days, so it was nice having someone around.” He laughed, then gestured to her cup. A pity.

“Still want that?”