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Post by [B. e a u t i f u l S.inner] on Aug 31, 2007 20:07:46 GMT -5
He pushed open the door, before once more shoving slender digits into trench-like coat pockets. The black fabric accenting his silver gems. Dark denim clad his appendages as he made his way to a table in the middle of the cafe. Maybe this way he could fine something to do. People-watch, at the very least. See what type of people chose to live in this small town.
So bored...
Thought repeated constantly in dreambox, orbs raking the restaurant once more. He seemed to be the only costumer. Figured.
If only something interesting would happen...
Slight juvenile, at best, but at the moment he really wanted that. Something to do until his equine arrived. Or, at least, until the moving truck arrived.
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Post by Lovey on Sept 5, 2007 20:59:17 GMT -5
The sound of a small ringing bell on the door announced to everyone that a plainly dressed young woman had entered the cafe, well, if you could say "everyone". Warmth hit her frozen rosy cheeks as she brushed past the counters and to a seat near the middle. Only one other person was in the cafe at the current moment, so, she was alone. Sitting down in a booth, her slim figure huddled onto the cold seat. Leaving her hat, scarf, and coat on, the only thing that she could think was ... cocoa. A tall lanky waitress with a burgundy apron waltzed up to her booth, a small pad of paper in hand.
Smiling, she spoke, Hello, What can I get for you?
Bright blue eyes looked up at the waitress, a genuine smile across her features.
Um Yeah a cup of cocoa would be awesome spoke cool smooth vocals in return.
When the cocoa had returned, she sipped at it letting the warmth and steam playfully nip at her nose. Pushing back her bangs her attention was drawn to the rather pleasant atmosphere. Light cheerful music was easily heard in the background, and it wasn't drowned out by the hum of voices. It was silent.
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