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to fussing over the machine. This was going to be a con
versation later.
So yeah, thanks for that, he continued, still grinning.
Oh yeah, n no problem, really, Leila muttered.
Cool, he said, nodding. Well, see you around rab
a flier, maybe come help change the world He stapled a
few pieces of paper to the bulletin board in a practiced,
quick motion, chk-chk-chk, and pointed at her, making a
clicking noise with his mouth. Later.
Leila scowled as he walked out the door. The moment
was ruined.
That nger point and click. The hell was that
What a douche.
What . . . hm.
What a cute douche.
OH MY O I YO SEE THAT ELICIO S BOY
Leila jumped in her seat, spilling the cold coffee all
over the table, as Sarika stood over her gushing.
He was totally checking you out Sarika e claimed.
What did he say to you before he left id you get his
number Facebook
No Leila said, standing up and walking around Sarika
to the sugar and cream station to wrangle up a bundle
of napkins from the dispenser. “I mean, yes, I saw the
delicious boy, she said mockingly as she wiped up the
coffee from the table. “But no, I didn’t get his . . . Sarika,
it looks like you have an angry mob of people waiting on
you over there.
E cuse me, a customer shouted from the line, his
voice full of concern.

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