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The girl seemed to be a ball of sunshine. She had the common morning sluggishness, which the engineer related with; mornings were usually the times he was the least motivated to do anything. She looked prettyâŠaverage for the most part, but thatâs only because he knew nothing about her.Â
When the girl noticed the aroma of coffee, Magolor gave an enthusiastic smile. "Yes, it is! Do you want a cup?"Â Even before she answered, he already started setting up an empty cup sitting upside down on the table.Â
Once more, a persistent yawn pried open curiously pursed lips. While the presence of another was enough to excite the girl to a point where she was able to move with some energy, mornings were still a time to slowly power up. There was no imminent danger nor obnoxiously loud voice ordering her to move and so she was slowly reverting back to her habit of moving at whim and leisure. While this called for sluggish mornings, it meant lively afternoons. Coffee, however, helped with the day. "Really?" Perking up like a dog offered food, Isabel sat up on her seat and watched him. He was alright, definitely a good person for giving her a drink. Food and drink were essential, after all, to living. "You're pretty cool, ya know that?"








