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「 ☠ 」—» ❝ Do you know if that really good coffee shop in Sector oo5 closed down? ❞

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「 ☠ 」—» ❝ Do you know if that really good coffee shop in Sector oo5 closed down? ❞
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「♛ 」—» It’s not everyday that one discovers chocolate macchiatos, so the hot styrofoam cup cradled in Giotto’s hands seemed like a tiny miracle. Being from Italy, he knew all about good drinks, but this was... delicious. The manner of which he’d acquired it confused him, though. Wandering into a coffee shop, the mafioso had found himself the subject of the barista’s attention, and before long she’d given him a slow, red-lipped smile and shoved the cup into his hands. And now he sat on a bench outside, still wondering why exactly she’d given it to him. As an act of goodwill? A favor? He wasn’t sure. So it was his luck that a stranger passed before him, and pale fingers reached out to gently grasp the man’s cloak... just enough to get the others attention.
“ Forgive me. “ The Vongola Primo’s voice was soft and polite. “ I was wondering if you could answer a question of mine? “