[OPEN] Coffee Time
WHO: Lucy/Kaede, open
WHAT: Coffee shop things
WHERE: SynBucks Coffee (name pending)
WHEN: within the first week of arrival
WARNINGS: None so far, will update as needed!
[ Lucy's struck for what to do during her downtime. And, as much as she abhors the thought, what better way to kill time than by going to her day job? I mean, they gave her a civilian name and everything for a reason. Might as well use it to stave off boredom, right?
So throughout the week, anyone who happens to walk into a particular coffee shop will see Lucy, or Momiji Akagawa, doing her best to make complicated influencer orders or those adorable 3D latte foam animals. The key words here are "doing her best" because such artwork is a skill and skills take time to master.
Please do her a kindness and order a black coffee, a caramel macchiato, or any the sandwiches instead. ]
WHAT: Coffee shop things
WHERE: SynBucks Coffee (name pending)
WHEN: within the first week of arrival
WARNINGS: None so far, will update as needed!
[ Lucy's struck for what to do during her downtime. And, as much as she abhors the thought, what better way to kill time than by going to her day job? I mean, they gave her a civilian name and everything for a reason. Might as well use it to stave off boredom, right?
So throughout the week, anyone who happens to walk into a particular coffee shop will see Lucy, or Momiji Akagawa, doing her best to make complicated influencer orders or those adorable 3D latte foam animals. The key words here are "doing her best" because such artwork is a skill and skills take time to master.
Please do her a kindness and order a black coffee, a caramel macchiato, or any the sandwiches instead. ]
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[ He leans forward slightly, laughter dancing in his eyes. It's the cheeky response that only he can give.
The arcanist takes a few steps back unwrapping and shoving candy into his mouth. It's enough to puff his cheeks out a little. He only pauses to down the drink that he was given like it was a shot - letting the hot, hot beverage wash over the candy.
And unlike the candies that he flicked onto the counter, the cup and wrappers tossed into the trash bin. He looks up, cheeks full like a chipmunk, and tilts his head to the side. His eyes close as he nods - deciding to agree that the bitterness is good with the sweets.
He lifts a hand up to wave goodbye, and starts to shuffle out. ]
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But hey, he's satisfied and out the door, so who is she to complain? ]
So weird.