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Steven was sat alone in a coffee shop, sat at a table all by himself with a dark colored hoodie on; the hood thrown over his head and over the red and white hat on it as he was quietly sat sipping at a steaming coffee and reading something on his phone. The rest of the Cafe was full, leaving only one other seat in front of him; so you decided to bite the bullet and ask to sit with him.
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