Coffee

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He walked in to the coffee shop. It had one wall that was exposed brick and everything was clean white. It was built in a bad area, but now it was good. At least that’s what people said about it. They didn’t go into it. He never asked more. There were other things like this when he had gotten back to earth. He just assumed he missed a few things. 

Now he was in line holding his notebook. Then it was his turn. 

“Just a black coffee”

“Sure just a drip for you?”

“Yes I think so just the usual coffee.”

“Nice 2 fifty for you then.”

This seemed too much and the guy already flipped a screen around asking for a tip. 
“Oh no I’ve got cash I’ve got cash.” He sort of number and then handed him a 5 dollar bill. He’d gotten money out on the other side of town and then walked backward to here. 

“Oh we don’t keep change on site.”

“Oh uh just uh keep it.”

The coffee guy smiled. Then handed him a cup. 

“It’s just over there.” And he pointed to the coffee corner. There was creamer and sugars. And he couldn’t believe he’d paid so much for a cup of coffee.