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PERMALINK // POSTED ON: Feb 21 2017, 11:51 PM
Coffee was good for the soul, especially when one suddenly had a craving for something sweet and energizing. Unfortunately for Yui she had a bit of a ‘resting sad face’ exacerbated by her own inner turmoil. Maybe that’s why she was so easy to see through. On this day she passed by the cafe-lined street and had a very spur-of-the-moment desire to sit in some someplace warm and maybe rest a bit, soothing herself with coffee. These places were always on the way home, at least, so it wasn’t much of a detour to stop in and sit for a bit.
She hadn’t even been left long to her own devices. She got her coffee and took a seat by the window, doing what she did best: think. What else was she going to do? Could anyone blame her, really? She didn’t have many friends to hang out with at all, so it wasn’t as though she was going to side around and talk with them or, God forbid, talk to herself. So she sat there, thinking.
She actually hadn’t meant to appear as though she was moping. Not this time, anyway. There was a place for that, and public places that often held many people didn’t number among any of those places.
She heard him speak, and luckily she hadn’t been too deep in thought. She looked at him, eyes wide and confused, and then she glanced about the rest of the cafe before sending him a suspicious look. “There are plenty of other seats…”
But… he looked friendly enough. Her gut nagged at her to keep an eye on him. Just in case. He seemed bright like the sun, and she was at least safe here in public.
“... but if you want to, I guess I don’t really mind.” She moved her bag off the table and hung it on the back of her chair. “Any reason why you chose my table?”