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White clouds puffed out of their noses and lips as they huddled against the shivers. Gill was feeling a little dreary; he was having a hard time focusing on much anything lately. He was having a bit of an existential crisis being reminded of his motives for coming to the city in the first place.
Angela sensed his silence and suddenly stood. She called: "Watch my bag!" over her shoulder as she ran down to the corner, clipping away in her heels.
Gill curiously tried to see where she was off to, but there were too many people to see through this afternoon. The time had changed, and it was already almost dark now as they waited under the streetlights.
She reappeared in a few minutes, walking back much slower as she balanced two steaming cups in her hands. She sat and passed one to Gill which he accepted in bafflement. "Thought it sounded good. I hope you like cocoa."
"Thank you…" Gill enjoyed just holding the hot Styrofoam between his hands, the smell of hot chocolate under his nose having an immediate, calming effect on him. He added: "Really… thanks."
"It's just cocoa," Angela shrugged with a little smile as she sipped hers.
But they both knew it wasn't.