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Little Wonders

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"No… You’re not bothering me." He looked off, making sure that whoever Matthew was hadn’t shown up late. He bit his lip, thinking for a moment. "Well, can I get you something for your trouble? It seems like a waste to come all the way to a coffee shop and not get any coffee. He offered the boy a reassuring smile, not bothering to take his seat. Oliver walked over to the front counter, handing the man his debit card. He looked back at Emmet, waiting for him to place his order. "Go ahead. I could use the company, anyway."

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He took out his phone checking his text for the tutor he was assigned to by his teacher to see if he missed anything from him before rolling his eyes and looking back at Oliver. He shook his head, "No, no. You don't need to do anything for-." He sighed when Oliver stood up and got up besides him, ordering a small drink and looking back at him, "Really. This is unnecessary, Oliver. I only came here because my tutor is probably a nerd who sits here all day on his laptop and complains." He laughed adjusting his snapback and looking around the coffee shop. 

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Little Wonders

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Oliver eyed the other male for a moment, wondering who Matthew was. He didn’t care. He was just a curious person. “No.” He paused for a moment. “I’m not Matthew.” Holloway’s eyes fixed on the text book that was clutched tightly to the other male’s body. American History. It was a bit ironic, but he simply laughed it off. “You must go to the college. I studied there. But… That was a while ago.” He stood up from his seat, extending his hand. “I’m Oliver. It’s a pleasure.”

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Emmet groaned and looked back around, "That little shit must have ditched." He looked back at the male in front of him before looking down at the text book he was eyeing, "Um yeah. It's chill, I guess." He raised an eyebrow about his comment about a while ago but he figured he may have skipped a few years or finished early, especially considering the kid only looked a few years older than him. "I'm Emmet." He smiled pulling out the chair and slumping down in it with his legs out, "Well this blows." Dropping the text book down, "Oh sorry... I hope I wasn't bothering anything by the way."

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Little Wonders

Oliver took a seat near the large window that formed the front end of the small coffee shop. Adjusting his seat as he sat, his eyes were drawn to a small crowd of people who were making their way down the sidewalk. A small smile pulled on his lips as he watched, looking back down at his coffee. Steam swirled around the cup, disappearing into thin air. His mind began to wander as he stared down at the dancing steam. Holloway wondered where he would move next. He had been in Winter Haven for quite some time, but not long enough to prompt questions. Oliver had a few friends here and there. He doubted any of them would miss him when he moved on. The bell that sat on top of the door brought his mind reeling back into reality. It’s loud chime startled him. His eyes darted to a curly haired boy with a messenger bag full of books. He eyed him, curiously. He was not familiar. He said nothing. As the boy went about his business in the shop, a few glances and smiles were exchanged but nothing more. Oliver took a sip of his coffee, looking back out the window.

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The last thing Emmet wanted to do was study but he knew if he failed another credit of his college classes, he would be kick out of the program. Plus the idea of going back home to his father was far from his list of to-do's. Instead he had to suck it up and actually study. He turned in his alcohol for the week when it came to midterms to finally get his ass in gear and try for once to prove himself and the advisers who constantly spammed his school e-mail alerts about his grades and GPA. He was meeting with a tutor at a coffee shop, which was beyond lame in his opinion because he did not spend his afternoons in a coffee shop with wannabe preps and plus the smell of coffee gave him a headache. He walked in, looking for Matthew who was his tutor for his anatomy class. Emmet walked in, adjusting his hair under his snapback and walking around. He asked a few people, since he had never met Matthew before and noticed a short haired male in the front of the coffee shop to himself. "Hey, don't mean to bug you but are you Matthew? I'm a little late but, I yeah." He laughed awkwardly bringing out his text book and standing in front of him.

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