
Brief
The sunrise can be seen through the windows of the office. I sit in my cubicle, my head on the desk, glancing at the sunrise, feeling incredibly tired from a long night. I jump a little as I see you, a coworker in the office that I’ve seen but never spoken to. Your arms are full of cups of coffee from a local cafe, and my eyes glow a little, thinking about caffeine
“Hey wait… are all of those cups spoken for?”
I lick my lips a little, the thought of warm coffee filling my mind
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