A Cup of Sweet Espresso "Espresso should be with sugar." a person said it loudly and proudly accross from my table. They were both men. They talked about coffee for hours while I was trying to work on my last paragraph of my personal statement. I was working on it, for the past three weeks before the deadline tomorrow. I was going to apply a master degree abroad. Assuming I might be able to see the world. I ran out of my cafe latte. I looked around and there was a slight glance from a man that was sitting quite far from mine. Both of my big eyes caught those small eyes. He was then focusing again on a device in front of him, a tablet, I believe. "I am gonna order a cup of espresso then." I mumbled. I thought I needed more power for my brain. This conclusion of the personal statement was killing me. I then walked through a bit crowd. This coffee shop was one of the famous shops in town. I came here early, and not realising that this could be this crowded. I stood ...
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