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Walking up to the counter, Steven was grazing over the mass amounts of teas- loose leaf or bagged- that scattered the shelves. They were kept in different containers each- some full, some almost empty. While Steven kept staring in mild awe about the collection of the same beverage in one spot, suddenly a mild strangely low pastel-orange toned mug was placed in front of him. Setting a very good-looking cranberry scone on a plate next to the mug on the counter. Steven’s gaze drifting upward, looking up at the person who somehow knew what he was going to order.
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