Two cups of cappuccino, please. make it quick.” “would that be all, sir?”, asked the waiter. keith nodded. he had been waiting for an hour now. his eyes were tired and dreamy. they drifted across the paintings on the restaurant wall and settled on a stream of starry light coming from a distant grand chandelier. it reminded him of her starry eyes. he had not seen michelle over the past twelve months. they had broken up a year ago and had decided to part ways. but she texted him that very morning. “keith, i want to meet you today. meet me at blueberry truffle at seven. please be there on time. from: michelle.”
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Lexica Aperture v2
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Michelle Obama or any real people.
