Don't you love having time to sit in a coffee shop on the weekend? After remaining there for a couple of hours, the smoky bean aroma permeates into your hair, your coat, your skin. It's a good smell. Hours later, I'm hanging with the man.
"Why do I smell coffee?" he asks.
"Because I'm freshly roasted," I reply.
Mmm. Caffeinated comfort.
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