closed starter, @julesrichter
idalia was effortlessly a morning person, ever since she was young she woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready to take on the day. to most, if not all people she came into contact with during her mornings this little trait was irritating. but there was one person who no matter the time of day, just couldn’t seem to get on with the idea of her -- or something. idalia wasn’t sure what it was that rubbed jules the wrong way, but she certainly made sure to try and avoid the other. sadly, fate had other plans as she walked into the cafe and stood directly behind the blonde.
both brows raised as she looked her over, certainly she noticed idalia was near by, right? maybe not- should she say something? a wrinkle formed between her brows as the inner war waged on what she should have done. the line before them long, and not saying hello was rude, wasn’t it? “hey jules,” idalia said, though the moment it left her lips she regretted it, sucking her lesser lip between her teeth and raising a single brow.