+ask-mordo-dude
ask-mordo-dude
It was the middle of the night, and her shop had been closed for a few hours now. She had been out, shopping for a few ingredients she was running low on for making her varied coffees, teas, and cocoas. She was just coming out of the store, bags hanging at her elbows as she struggled to put her change in her wallet, when she ran right into someone and dropped her wallet and spare change all over the sidewalk. "Agh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you, are you okay?" she asked as she looked at the stranger briefly before moving to pick up her dropped money.

















