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vinniehacker

hey

hii
what's up?

i'm in new york rn
and i was wondering if you'd maybe wanna go get some coffee?

suree

okay :)
how does 11 sound?

sounds good
where at tho?

i'ma let you choose since you live here
you know what's good and what's not

okay bet

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"hi, vinnie." i gave a small smile as he brought me into a hug.

"hey." he chuckled.

we went and ordered our coffees before finding a table to sit at.

"how are you?" he asked.

"i'm... okay," i answered. "how are you?"

"i'm good," he gave a smile. "why are you just okay though? uh— you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." he quickly clarified.

"the last few months have just been a lot," i sighed. "i'm good though, don't worry about it."

our names were called for our coffees. i went to get up to get mine, but he told me that he had it. i waited as he walked over and got them. when he brought them over, he sat mine in front of me.

"so, what brings you to new york?" i asked before taking a sip of my drink.

he shrugged. "i just needed to get out of la for a bit. it can be a lot sometimes."

"ah, i get that," i nodded. "i lived there for, like, three months when i was a kid. i don't think i could ever move back." i shook my head with a small laugh.

"i mean, it's not that bad. there are hella fake people there though, i will say that."

we continued to talk for an hour or so. he's honestly really cool and sweet too.

"i'm sorry." i apologized after a moment.

his brows furrowed a bit. "for what?"

"for agreeing to this date, i... i thought i could do it, but i can't." i frowned.

"you're not over her, are you?" he asked softly.

"no," i mumbled with a frown. "i'm sorry."

"it's cool, don't worry about it," he assured. "you have nothing to be sorry about."

"you sure?"

"yeah," he nodded, then held his fist out for a fist bump. "we're still cool though, right?"

i gave a smile as i bumped my fist against his. "yeah, for sure."

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