HIS POV She sat in her corner of the diner with her headphones in while reading a book. Her face remained the same but from time to time a small smile would appear. Her short blonde hair soon cascaded over her face concealing herself from onlookers. The waitress would go over and refill her cup of coffee in which she would sip from time to time. In that corner she seemed happy and content, just enjoying herself. After about two hours she started to pack her things into a backpack. Without a single glance anywhere she quickly shuffled out and disappeared into the darkness of the night without a trace. ---- HER POV Anger and bitterness was her center, her core, her very being. She glowered as she stared at her book. The staring was starting to annoy her as she tried to focus on her reading. Resisting the urge to send eye dangers his way she collected her things and rushed out of the diner as fast as she could. Walking around the back end of the diner she hopped onto her motorcycle disappearing into the night.
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