

Things Happen Things happenThings Happen
By Lupe Vales
Tick, tick, tick. Brong! Brong! Brong! Brong!... the sound of the clock echoed throughout the empty coffee shop as one lone ecstatic employee cheered joyously, throwing his hunter green apron in the air.
Finally today is over!
The youth shouted locking the front door and beginning procedures of shutting down the little shop for the night. He had finished the dishes and turned off the machines, mopped and was just hanging up his apron, when the phone rang. Casting deep sea green hues to the ringing phone he hesitated as locks of his red b
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I make no sense whatsoever, and am not responsible for time lost due to that fact.
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"The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me."- Howard Roark
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I love chocolats...
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Art is a blast!
To prove it check out my gallery [link] Believe it!
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"I've been waiting for you, milady..."
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