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[feyharin]

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Harin really tries his best not to drive unless he absolutely has to, so when he pulls up his car outside Minjun’s café, it’s with a certain kind of determination. Since he’s come to know the other young man, he feels like it’s been a lot of take on his part, not enough returning of favors; after all, what can he really offer to someone who has exponentially more of the amount of experience and knowledge he has?

Money and good online reviews for the shop have been the brunt of his offerings so far. But it helps his options when the weather takes a turn for the better. So Harin fires off a text message in advance to warn Minjun that he should either close or leave someone else in charge of the café for a few hours, because they’re going out.  

     [text: 민준]  and wear comfortable shoes.

It’s just that Minjun had seemed tired the last time they spoke. Tired, a little frayed around the edges, visibly tense … in need of a break, probably, and it’s Harin’s estimation that something more ambitious than a walk alongside the river would be more rejuvenating to him.

“You probably have spells and potions to help you relax,” he muses as he starts up the ignition again, and glances over at Minjun in the passenger seat. “I can’t help with that. But I know a cool part of the forest.” Trees, wildflowers, songbirds; there’s a lot to like once they get there.   

[feyharin]

trial and error.

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To be honest, the shop is the type of place that Harin wouldn't have spared more than a passing glance towards a few years ago. It's cute; but there's a type of person he imagines it appeals to. People that enjoy reading books while they nurse a cup of coffee, people in cardigans who adjust their glasses when they talk. On none of these accounts would Harin fit in.

But on the recommendation of a friend, he's learned something else about the customer base--something else about the shop, too, and the services that the owner offers. In retrospect, it makes sense; and the more that Harin visits, the more that he can see how much the cafe suits Minjun. (It's funny to think of him brewing coffee like it's a potion, too.)

But speaking of potions ... in the basement of the shop, Harin is trying not to let his nervousness spill over into touching the various interesting objects he sees down there. It's amazing to think that here amidst the magical items might be a way to ease the pain of turning to wolf form, a way to keep his wits about him rather than letting an animal side reign superior every time.

He realizes he's been pacing, and he casts an apologetic look towards Minjun. "Remind me of how this will work?"