𝒦𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒾𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔
Kenzie sat in the coffee shop with her headphones in sipping on her cup of tea. She was writing in a notebook trying to jot down some new ideas for a story she was working on and she was just finally getting somewhere. She put the tea mug down and when she went to continue writing the mug went crashing to the floor. “Shit” she grumbled hearing the crash of the mug. Jumping out of her chair she started to pick up the broken pieces of the mug while looking around frantically for help.
Astrid’s love for coffee, especially lattes with caramel flavour, was ɪɴᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪʙᴀʙʟᴇ. But getting it was a whole different thing. Though she’s been in the coffee shop more than a couple times, it still strained her nerves; how many people were looking at her ? How high were the chances she could embarrass herself in front of all those people ?
Thus, the relief was huge, as Astrid could pick up her balmy warm beverage and could almost taste the sweet flavour on her tongue, without any incidents. But as the blonde heard the crash of porcelain, her head whipped around and quickly made out the ꜱᴏᴜʀᴄᴇ of the noise. As she saw the redheaded girl collecting the shards of the cup, Astrid rushed over to her.
Her cheeks ʙʟᴜꜱʜᴇᴅ and heart ᴘᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ , due to the blonde approaching a complete stranger, she set her mug on a table, kneeling down next to the puddle. » Here ━ let me help you. « She only ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛʟʏ looked at the other woman, picking up the remains of the shattered cup, collecting them in her hand so she could discard them somewhere. ( And as it could be any different, Astrid cut her finger. ) Astrid hissed at the sting, a droplet of ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ making its way out of her wound. » Ouch ! Shoot ... «
