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weldedtomyspineJaime finished the last of his pancakes and leaned back in his chair with a sigh. "I've got to say, this place is pretty good."
He glanced down at his watch, and nodded to himself. He had another five or ten minutes to chat before he had to head down the street to the testing center for the DAT. When Momoko had first suggested that the two of them grab breakfast before the test, he'd been worried that it would be a distraction. Now that they'd done it, though, he was glad. He was a lot less stressed out than he'd been the night before, and this morning when he'd woken up. Somehow, spending time with her seemed to do that.
"And the coffee is pretty good, too." He grinned slightly. "Maybe you could get a job here," he teased.
He glanced down at his watch, and nodded to himself. He had another five or ten minutes to chat before he had to head down the street to the testing center for the DAT. When Momoko had first suggested that the two of them grab breakfast before the test, he'd been worried that it would be a distraction. Now that they'd done it, though, he was glad. He was a lot less stressed out than he'd been the night before, and this morning when he'd woken up. Somehow, spending time with her seemed to do that.
"And the coffee is pretty good, too." He grinned slightly. "Maybe you could get a job here," he teased.
