[OPEN] Coffee Time

[saudadist]

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. ]

Comments

[skirm]

( damn lucy what the hell... he'll take his advice elsewhere!!!

except not really, because unfortunately, until lucy makes it clear that she's... really just doing her job and not caring for whatever opinions he has on it, he'll continue. sighs. what's the point of being this weak? )

Hmmmm... ( cue the uninterested hum, that is all but real. ) How fast would they do it?

( can he make fake accounts to leave a bunch of fake reviews.. hmm... )

[saudadist]

[ If she were more honest, she'd encourage him to just do what he wants. Make all the fake reviews he pleases, she'd laugh about it. ]

I guess it depends on how many complaints they get. Or a lawsuit.

[skirm]

( lots of complaints, huh. well. guess that's something he'll be doing tonight. )

Do you have something normal that's edible?

( might give a good review too, at least. )

[saudadist]

[ With a nod, she tilts her head and turns her gaze to the ceiling in thought. ]

Maybe, an espresso. And a croissant. It's bitter, but that's what the croissant is for.

[skirm]

That's fine. I like bitter.

( a croissant... what is in it... that sounds like fontainian food... he thinks on it for a moment, because it sounds sweet if it's meant to counter the coffee, but... well. sighs. he's NICE... )

Sure. That works. ( kill him ) Why did you decide to work here?

[saudadist]

[ The question is one she asks herself every day after working here. ]

I didn't pick it. Figured I'd go along with it until I felt like doing something else.

[skirm]

( he hums in response, nearly sound uninterested. that sounds just right, considering he hadn't quite chosen his either. )

And I'll take you haven't found something else to do, then. Why's that?

[saudadist]

Don't feel like it yet. I'm just killing time until the feeling passes.