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Post by Morgan on May 6, 2006 18:57:31 GMT -5
Morgan was suprised to see herself walking into a Cafe rather than past it. She sat down and ordered a coffee.
While she was waiting, she drummed her long fingernails on the table and looked down. Her naturally black hair cascaded over her shoulders into her face. Obviously too lazy to do anything, Morgan let her hair do it's own thing. She ocasionally moved her eyes up to the door when it opened and some random person walked in.
Finally, the waitress came back with her coffee. Morgan smiled politely at her and took a sip.
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