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Asher walked into to Starbucks the smell of the coffee, quickly rushing up his nose. There was something addicting about this coffee, it was so rich, and wonderful. Walking up to the counter, he got in line and his mind drifted to Chris and Claire. They had took their friendship to the next level but letting a few kisses slip and a lot more happen, and he began to have serious feelings for her. They just didn't give the word that they were official.
"SIR?" The woman behind the counter said impatiently.
He snapped back to reality. "Black coffee, Tall." He said quickly, paying her and stepping to the side. He was quickly served his coffee, because there wasn't much to it, and he took a seat at the table. He looked out the window, wondering why he hadn't really been seeing Claire, but he quickly figured out that she was quite the workaholic and that was probably where she was right now. He glanced at his watch, then took a slow sip of his coffee.
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