A light breeze swept through the Northside of Savannah that morning as Hunter made his way to the coffee shop. The coffee shop wasn’t too far from his apartment, so he figured a nice walk there would do him some good. Okay, so maybe for anyone else they would need a car, but Hunter never really minded long walks - and perhaps 20 mins from his home to the new coffee shop downtown was a little far, but he’d never pass on a leg workout.
Pulling the door open, Hunter looked around for Kurt, a far he hadn’t seen since his days at Dalton Academy. Glancing to his watch, Hunter stepped up to the counter and ordered himself something off their specials menu.
After paying, he made his way towards the back of the shop where there was a table set up by the large window.