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Isaac had never been fond of coffee, he preferred tea, but today he was enjoying a cup as he walked home; he’d left the coffee shop moments before, and the drink was still too hot to drink. He took his phone from his pocket to read the text message he'd received, his attention focused on it. That’s when he bumped into someone, and dropped his coffee. “Damn,” he muttered, then looked up. “Sorry, my bad.”














