She never liked coffee. Whenever she would take a sip, it just tasted nasty and made her nose wrinkle. It was simply a drink she didn't prefer.
That's why she always went to the little coffee shop for a Chai Tea. Her work only served coffee and water, neither of which were very good with a breakfast biscuit to her.
The shop itself was nice, too. It was comfy, with little padded seats and soft wood accsents to make one truly feel at ease, or at least someone like her. The place gave her a unique sense of undescribable peacefulness.
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Coffee Thoughts [✔️ 2017]
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