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Jan 2019
You told me that it was your first day
I didn't believe you
You held too much confidence as you made my hot chocolate
It was rare of me to order a hot chocolate
I wanted to test him
You didn't question anything as you strode back to your workspace
53 seconds pass
He hands me the blue cup
That was quick
I unzip the golden seal of my wallet
3.40, please
He says, with a disapproving smile
This can't be your first day I think to myself
I pay and say thank you, trying to be as polite as possible
I walk away and sit next to the cozy comfortable fire
I wait to sip my hot chocolate knowing that it will be piping hot because of the warmth in my hands
3 minutes and 42 seconds pass
I slowly take a sip of the warm chocolate
It was definitely his first day
Written by
Zoe van Beever
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