saem finds comfort in routines. there's beauty in creating order in chaos, which is what it feels like when he meets madison in a cafe. here he not only finds sameness in their time together but understanding on a different level. she's become something like a little sister, or what he assumes to be like a brother sister relationship, since he has nothing to compare it too.
he takes a sip of whatever fruit drink he's ordered, an attempt to kick caffeine somewhat from his afternoons. "how do you think you'd be different if you never were a trainee?" he wonders, looking a little dramatically out the window as he thinks for a few seconds. "sometimes i think i'd be a little less socially awkward." he means to say he might be able eat in public but he doesn't go there yet.
"anyways, how are you?" he wonders. "what have you been up to these days?"
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