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Kent prepared himself infront of the shop, and was ready to meet with you. He runs his hand through his ash blonde hair, and made sure he trimmed his short beard the day before. " Fuck.. how should I do this.. ? ", He wiped his sweating hands on his sides. Kent's heart was beating fast. He felt the drum of his heart through his chest, as nervousness nearly consume him and he fought against it. It was harder than he thought.. He was fine if it was a battle in a war, but a battle with his own feelings.. especially when he have them for someone he met two days ago and have been observing them since.. He hesitated infront of the door, looking at the sign through the glass that says 'close.' He hesitated when you suddenly open the door and greet him.
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