Cinny seemed too involved in her book and coffee. Too meaning, she was not in fact involved in either. Well, that’s not true, she did sip the coffee every now and again. Coffee meaning, a sugary sludge with a bit of foam at the top that tasted a little bit like coffee if it were brewed through cotton candy. Without the pink, of course.
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