I walked to the store for a coat for the seasons are changing. I found a coat that fit, but was familier. I bought it, put it on, and left with glee.
The cafe was a ghost town. Only Franklin was there, reading. "Ready to open?" He asked.
"Sure"
The cafe was a quiet, the ocassinal furry came in. One in particular, a orange squirrell, who complemented my coat. I asked his name
"Well I'm Conker!" Then we had a laugh.
Popcorn walked in.
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