I just came down from a panic attack. I had to write to calm down some. So I'm gonna post this. I'm fine now though. Biggest one I've had in three years though. Sorry this is still shit.
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"Hey Mark, I've got a problem..."
"Yeah, bathroom's right over there."
"Well, that too after all our chitchat but uh..."
Mark twisted towards the booth behind him, glancing at Jack. He nearly burst out in laughter, keeping a straight face nevertheless. "How in the gods ever names did you spill an entire cup on yourself!"
Jack was covered in coffee. No exaggeration. Absolutely covered. From his belly down, he was drenched. Mark then drew his eyes back up, not acknowledging the extreme redness of his face. "U-uh, bathroom's still over there."
Jack snickered. "Wanna help me..?"
Mark flustered even darker, if possible. Why? He didn't know. "Get the hell outta here!"
Jack hopped up, throwing the cup away. "Damn that's hot."
"Shut up."
"Oh, sorry. I was talking about the coffee, but you are too, Marky."
Mark hissed, standing up to push him into the restroom. "Just get in there! I'll help you with both problems if it shuts you the hell up!" He whispered yelled.
"Don't gotta ask me twice."
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