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The smell of coffee feels Nick’s noise as he enters the coffee shop. It’s not his usual place but he it was on his way to the station and he felt the hankering for some coffee. Trumpet in hand he heads to stand in line, rolling his eyes as he listens to the man in front of him talk the barista up with one liners that were cheesy but kind of cute.
“Do you blow other things too?”
Nick looks up, surprised the guy was talking to him and gives him an easy smile.
“I don’t know, do you want to find out?