Big Bean Café

[jordyn]

It was a cold day and the place was somewhat crowded, she usually went to the book store but they had the best brownies here so she pressed through the crowds and found a table near the back with her over sized peppermint something or other flavored coffee. She stirred it with a candy-cane which added to the flavor. She was curled up in an over stuffed green velvet covered chair, there was a table between her and the other chair that no one wanted to occupy since most of the people here were in couples if they stayed in the café and didn’t just leave with their coffees and drinks. She was wearing and over sized grey sweater, tight and over worn over washed jeans. On her feet she wore black tennis shoes. Her sweater was a few sizes to big or was meant to look so, it fell off one shoulder constantly and she was forced to tug it back up every so often.

Flipping a page in her book she paused only to take a sip of her coffee and kept reading. It was a store written by a wolf that had fled the city during the purge, he couldn’t explain why it had happened like no one really could, she thought it was a government conspiracy but she would never say that out loud. The book was his story and how he fled and what had happened to his friends, family, and those never heard from again. She toyed idly with her hair as she read over the page, trying to find any more hint as to what had happened. She had been one to flee as well and now there were no leopards left in the area, at least that she knew. Hopefully there would be some familiar faces, though she knew she shouldn’t hold her breath. The vampires were just barely getting it together and the wolves were even low in numbers which said something though again she would never say that out loud.

[sh]

Amadeo loved the taste of coffee. It had become one of his greatest earthly addictions. He didn't know when the moment of addiction became a need; but lo and behold here he was working on his third cup of the morning savoring each drop as if it were liquid gold. He had a lot to think about so it was no small wonder that he hadn't noticed the woman. As attractive as she was it was still a blanket over his mind and eye. Even as he took her in now it wasn't her so much as the book she was reading.
It was an odd selection as most mortals tended to shy away from such literature at least in public. The fact that it was one of the assorted books in his curriculum made him even more aware of its aberration here. Mostof the students faithfully brown jacketed thebook. Or otherwise camoflouged it.He chckled as he remembered seeing as one student meticulously blacked out the cover with a sharpie.It was hilarious as she'd show up with faint black smudges all over her fingers. It became how he knew whether she read the night before or not.
Still amused Amadeo decided to share her space and entertain a few questions." Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice your book would you mind If I sat here with you?"