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"Hey, girls !!!"
A familiar voice suddenly dominates the place. It was Frey. She has just arrived. She's walking in our direction, holding a box of coffee.
"Hey, you're late." Yassi.
"I'm sorry, I'm late. Heavy rains plus heavy traffic. Ah, it sucked! Anyway, I brought you guys a coffee from my coffee shop. Have a sip!" She placed the box of coffee on the table that was in front of us. She removed her coat and settled herself on the other sofa across from us.
"Thanks, biatch! I miss the coffee from your shop. It's been a while since I haven't visited there." Yassi, as she took a cup of coffee. She also gave me it.
"I know right." Frey giggled.
"You own a coffee shop now? That's great!" I said.
"Yup. After I graduated, my parents decided to migrate to the US, but I didn't agree
