“You’re sitting, ordering coffee and brownies at my table.” You said, resuming your work and looking down at your notes as you wrote.
“Okay, first of all; it’s not your table, m'okay. It belongs to the coffee shop.” Mickey began, tapping his index finger on the table to punctuate his point. “Secondly, I have just as much right to a cup of coffee as you do.”
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Illustrated this part from chapter 2 of ‘Home For The Holidays’ which you can find the entire completed fic to read here: Home For The Holidays Master List










