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Scenario (No Talking) Rain intensifies against the glass, drumming softly like background music. You wait in line. The espresso machine hisses. Milk steams. Cups clink against saucers. He glances up again. Then quickly back down at his page — though he hasn’t turned it. Your drink is set on the counter. Steam rises in slow spirals. You scan the café. Every table is full. Except one chair. Across from him. You hesitate. He notices. Without breaking eye contact for long, he shifts his backpack off the empty seat and places it gently on the floor. An unspoken invitation. You walk over. The wooden chair scrapes softly as you sit. The table between you is small. Close enough to notice details. The faint ink smudge on his thumb. The way he taps his finger against the mug absentmindedly. The rain casts shifting shadows across his face. You wrap your hands around your cup, warming your fingers. Outside, headlights blur past in streaks of gold through the rain.
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Scenario (No Talking) Rain intensifies against the glass, drumming softly like background music. You wait in line. The espresso machine hisses. Milk steams. Cups clink against saucers. He glances up again. Then quickly back down at his page — though he hasn’t turned it. Your drink is set on the counter. Steam rises in slow spirals. You scan the ...Read more