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The boy walked along the empty street, his hands stuffed into his pockets in an attempt to keep the cold at bay. The wind was blowing briskly, messing up his chocolate brown hair.
As he walked into the small store, he felt the blast of air conditioning, making him shake his head. Idiots. Why would you have the air con on in the middle of winter. He quickly strode towards the back of the store, picking up a packet of headache tablets, along with a large 'family sized' bag of crisps and a bottle of orange juice. He approached the small counter, and dumped down his items, and after a second of consideration added a few chocolate bars to the pile.
The boy behind the counter looked up lazily. His skin was tanned, his blonde hair messily pulled back in a beanie. He had a phone grasped in his left hand, and he was chewing gum. A tag reading 'Newt' was pinned crookedly on the collar of a rumpled blue polo shirt, and as he started scanning the items, his lips raised in a smirk.
"Eighteen dollars seventy cents please" the boy behind the counter said, and Thomas wordlessly slid the coins across the counter, and grabbed the bag.
"Have a nice night" the blonde boy, Newt, said and Thomas detected an accent behind his voice.
"Thanks, you too" Thomas half smiled, then took a deep breath.
"Is your name really Newt? I mean, it's not a real name is it? Like its cool, but does it actually exist? Is it yours?" Thomas trailed off, when Newt started laughing.
"Yeah, my names Newt. It's weird, don't ask. What's yours?" Newt ran a hand through his hair and looked at thomas expectantly.
"Oh, im sorry." Thomas moved closer to the counter and smiled shyly "Im Thomas"
"Well, Thomas," Newt smirked, accenting Thomas' name "It was nice meeting you"
"You too" Thomas turned towards the door, and once again, walked out into the freezing air, this time with a smile on his face.