In which our heroine impersonates a real writer - update

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Indeed, relocating to the Cybercafe resulted in 1,250 words in just over an hour.

And yes, it was a fairly angsty scene, which concluded with the phrase and she knew that he had betrayed her.

Really, angst seems to be the appropriate genre for writing in the Cybercafe. I was trying my best to blend in--

Wearing black? Check.
Thrift store fashion sense? Well I did purchase these clothes new, but they're old enough to qualify for fashion store donations, so I give myself partial credit.
Sipping exotic beverage while typing? I started with a pint of Arrogant Bastard and then moved on to plain coffee. But for all my compatriots in the Sunshine room know it might have been a frou-frou latte concoction, so my disguise is intact.
Eyes intent on keyboard, ignoring all distractions? Check.
Writing angst, bad poetry, and/or diatribes on my blog? Check and check!

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Well, you were close enough for Government work.