Mutual
I tried to ignore him and continued to search for somewhere else to take a seat. Yet unfortunately, all the tables seemed to be occupied now and I was already blocking the path of other customers that are walking around me. Without any other choice, I surrendered and acknowledged the persistent figure from a distance who was still waving gleefully at me like an i***t. I begrudgingly sat on the vacant seat across from him and scowled at his annoying smiling face that seems to light up the whole place with its almost genuine expression. “Have some.” He tells me as he pushes the plate of sweet bread on the table towards my direction. It seems like he’s been already expecting I would be sharing breakfast with him today. “No, thanks.” I smoothly decline, sipping in my cup of coffee instead.
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