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[sub][color=19CACA]San Francisco, California - Cafe[/color]

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[color=gray][sub]It was relatively peaceful in the cafe, listening to the sounds of chatter around him while he scrolled through his phone. He didn't get breaks often because his job was demanding, it required long hours, hardwork, and aching fingers, he often wound up missing out on these moments where it was just him and his coffee. Another long sip and a quiet inhale, he listened to a mother scolding her unruly kids nearby and came to the conclusion that he was almost certainly [i]never[/i] having kids. 

It was for the best though, wasn't it? He wasn't exactly sure if the whole rot-thing was genetic. He certainly wasn't going to be responsible for passing it on to the next generation. If [i]he[/i] hardly wanted it, he could only imagine that a kid didn't deserve to get stuck with it, in fact, it seemed cruel to perpetuate-

His idle thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his phone going off, he blinked and went to go check the message waiting for him. It was Sanzhar, an old friend but a trusty one. Not that he had many friends to choose from, people usually got tired of his temper fairly quickly. Not Sanzhar. Not yet anyway. [i]"[color=6ecff6]Hello there friend, I was thinking of hanging out today. Are you busy today?[/color][/i]"

[i]Am I busy?[/i] He wondered before responding. "[i][color=19CACA]Not terribly, do you want to meet at the cafe down the road from the clinic?[/color][/i]"

At the very least, the company would keep him from idling there much longer. He took one last long swig of the coffee before sending out another text. "[i][color=19CACA]I've been bored out of my mind over here.[/color][/i]"[/sub][/color]