Cafe Latte   By: Rice  (In Progress)

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Chapter 7: First Customer

The witch sat at the counter
Her chin resting on her palm
As I brewed a simple cup of coffee

"I never expected a cafe to open up here of all places..."
Her voice resounded in the cafe.

"Why? It's nice and peaceful here."
I smiled at her,
handing her a cup of coffee.

"Peaceful, huh...
Is that how this place looks in your eyes?
Well, I suppose children might see things differently..."
She seemed dubious
while blowing lightly at the coffee.

"Child? I'm already 18!"
I pouted at her.

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