The Bad Boy Opened Up To Me

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It was now Saturday and I was at the cafe. It was just a few minutes to six and for the moment, business was slow. There hadn't been any customers for the passed half and hour and the small amount that were in here had already gotten served. Because I didn't have anything to do, I made myself busy with the task of wiping down the counter. I was finished and had just washed my hands, when the bell over the door indicated a new customer. I looked up at the person and saw that it was Carson. He came into the cafe and sat at a booth near the window. I took up my ordering pad and walked over to him. "Hi Carson. What can I get you?" I asked, when I reached where he sat. Carson looked up at me with a surprise expression. He then smiled, but it wasn't a full smile. "I didn't remember that you w

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