Single headphone was blasting beats in one ear as hues remained trained on the laptop before her, digits moving to bring her sandwich to her lips as a shadow casted over her, glancing up as her movements paused for a moment before biting into her meal and lowering it back down to her plate as she glanced around them. “Oh sorry, yeah seats are open if you don’t mind sitting with a stranger,” Billie offered. “This place gets packed fast so I don’t mind really.”
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