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“Why is it so freaking hard to find coffee around here?” The tiny brunette mumbled whilst looking around at various buildings. “I’ve been living here for six months and I still can’t find decent coffee. Please don’t tell me I have to make my own.”
“I’d never tell you to make your own, who do you think I am? I’m a connoisseur for good coffee, trust me,” she began, linking her arm through Ellie’s as they wandered the street. “I happen to know a good little cafe just down the road; the best coffee in town, hands down.”
















