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[geeky_magi]

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Jeroen put the money on the counter, and picked up the two coffees. He forced back a yelp as the two cups started to burn his hands. He was with Neil at a small coffee shop, and it was his treat. He worked his way over to the table Neil had sat at with the coffee burning his fingerprints off all the while

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[filmsincolour]

"It'll be okay. Just let the cup sit on the table for a minute. Places like this always keep the cofee too hot. One of these days, someone will get sued or something."
Neil took the cup from Jeroen and sniffed it.
"Definately not wasting the good stuff, are they?"

[flaringlights]

Zeke wasn't really sure what he was still doing up. The show last night had lasted longer than he wanted, but the bonus paycheck was definitly worth it. Plus it gave him time to work on his control over fire. That was always a plus.

Walking into the cafe, he took a quick look around. Not immediatly noticing anyone, Zeke walked up to the counter. "I'll just have a regular coffee, thanks." and the attendant went to work. Turning around, he took another, better look at the crowds. Which is when Jeroen and Neil caught his eye. Upon getting his coffee and paying for it, he made his way over to his table. Looking rather nervous, he asks, "Excuse me, but do I know you from somewhere?"

[geeky_magi]

Jeroen looked him over. He wasn't an actor that he had tried to get an autograph from. He didn't think he had killed anyone in front of the guy. He looked too old to have gone to his school. He did look familiar though. Jeroen couldn't quite place him though. "Maybe?"

[filmsincolour]

"I don't think I've ever seen you at all." Neil took a drink of his coffee.
"Ugh, do you see the sugar anywhere? Bitter stuff, this."