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Third Person
He casually sips on his fourth cold cup of americano coffee. He swirls the cup and brings it to his mouth persevering the unpleasantness. The take-out cup carrier had seemed as the best idea then but now the brown liquid left a bitter taste on his palate.
Lawrence's gaze doesn't stray from the hospital's entrance. He was a patient man and he'd continue waiting till Karey eventually showed up. Which would be soon, his gut feeling was never wrong and it had led him here. To the one place that Karey would definitely show up at.
It was only a matter of time and lucky enough he had all the time in the world. Lawrence tosses the now empty coffee cup down and squashes it under his feet. An image pops in his head as the cup succumbs t
