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and there she was

it was 9.15 in the morning and I while I was awake I just couldn’t quite put all the pieces together. the coffee aroma had coaxed me out of bed and now I was in the kitchen looking for my favorite arsenal coffee cup. i had received it as a gift a few years back and while i do love the arsenal, it was more the size of the cup that I loved…not too small, not too big.

it was then that I saw her wallet and keys on the bar.

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