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Olivia wasnât much of a coffee drinker unless it was mixed with a little whiskey, but it had grown on her since sheâd been getting up at 5 am to deal with screwed up flower deliveries. She sipped on the freshly made brew as she scrolled through her computer, eyeing a few new items for the store as the chime of the bell rang through to signal a new customer.Â
âHello! Feel free to take a look around, let me know if you see anything you like,â she called out, taking another sip before she set it down and made her way toward the front of the shop. âLooking for anything in particular?â she asked with a half hearted smile.











