Coffee and Cigarettes

Two

“The first time? The first time my breath was stained by cigarettes and my lips were numb. But he said such pretty words.”
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I know this is probably the most irrelevant story created in the entirety of Mibba, but I keep thinking of these things and I write them down and they sound nice I think. The ambiguity is fun to play around with, because it means that I don't have to know what I'm writing but it still makes sense in my head.

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