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              "Shit--!!" How the hell did he manage to trip over his own toes like this? There was nothing on the ground for him to trip on, just the concrete of the sidewalk that was pretty well smoothed out. But even so, here he was, lying face first on the concrete. Just great. Hurriedly, he tried to get back to his feet before anyone saw. Sadly, the moment he stood, he came face to face with someone who must have seen this trip up of his. His thought process froze up for a long moment before his face heated up bright red with embarrassment.

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✄ -- "Oi, kid. Lift your head up or you're gonna be drooling all over the serving counter." A light swat to the back of his head had Yota sitting up, a slow sigh leaving his lips. "Yes, sir. Sorry, I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

     He never did, to be honest--but who would believe that? He propped himself up on his palm and surveyed the front area of the small bakery. It was morning hours; while they were usually packed in the mornings, today was unusual. Only a handful of people had come and gone, and the slow traffic had the teen nodding off.

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