The bell above the door of "Sweet Sofia’s" jingled, a cheerful sound that grated on Marcus’s nerves. He stomped his boots on the mat, shaking off the rain, and inhaled the heavy, sugary scent of buttercream and warm chocolate.
"Name your price," Marcus said, leaning in. "If I win, my crew gets free coffee for a month. If I lose, I pay triple the price of the tower." sofia sweet bet
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