"Thank you," I say, but I shake my head. "I'm not much for coffee. Just not used to how cold it is in here." Of course, I should have expected it–meat has to be kept cold after all–but I'm not used to it.
Looking for something to do with my hands, I attend to the counter, making ure it's wiped clean. Of course it already is.
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Date: 2016-09-12 03:25 am (UTC)Looking for something to do with my hands, I attend to the counter, making ure it's wiped clean. Of course it already is.