The next morning, Ghrae went out for a jog again as she woke up at seven in the morning again even without an alarm. Though this time, she did not bother getting a drink in FICIF (F in Coffee Is Farley) as she wanted to challenge her skills by taking a U-turn to head straight back to her apartment. After taking a quick shower, she got out of the bathroom in a casual outfit: a loose plain white t-shirt tucked in a pair of black sweatpants matched with a pair of gray sneakers. It was as if she got her senses back as she looked up across her and read the sign of the coffee shop once again.
“Good day, ma’am!” the same man from yesterday greeted her with his usual warm smile.
Ghrae was back in FICIF again even when she told herself that she would not come here again today. Some would pr
