Warming up my soup for lunch I had this really strange desire to hug the Pepsi machine. I don’t even like Pepsi, but I saw myself wrapping my arms awkwardly around the big blue refrigerator, my wrists wrenched at the sides, cheek flushed with the logo and fake refreshing dew drops. Ice cold. But I hate being cold and the microwave sounded and I stirred my soup, came back to my desk, thought about it, pulled out a dollar and went back to buy a cherry coke.
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