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"I'd rather not risk getting punched in the face."

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Small towns had never been Phoebe's thing. She loved the city, loved being somewhere where there was excitement and nightlife and places for her to go and have fun. Yet here she was, up in some silly little town. Beacon Hills. It sounded like it should've been in some cheesy teen novel. If it wasn't for the fact Leo had told her there was an innocent here that needed her help, she'd never have even stopped for coffee there. But she was there and she was already bored out of her mind. She wanted to just find this innocent, save them, and get back to her sisters and her life. Sipping her latte as she stepped out of the Starbucks knockoff, she glanced around, curious if there was anything interesting around. Unfortunately, she'd never been the best at trying to multitask while walking and wound up walking right into some poor unsuspecting bystander. 

Coffee splashed up and spilled onto her shirt as well as his as she tried to keep on her feet instead of falling flat on her ass. She stumbled a bit before looking up at him with an apologetic expression. "Oh, I am really sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going and - I'm really sorry."