Bitter || Dani & Marcus
It was raining heavily outside. The pattering on the windows were a distant sound while Marcus queued in line at a coffee shop for a much required hit of coffee. Not the kind he made in his own kitchen. Not the stuff that stewed in the staff room. Fresh, hearty, and steaming hot real coffee.
After the whole outburst of emotions from Valentine’s and the excessive amounts of alcohol he’d drank he was paying for it today. His headache grew excruciating if he accidentally looked at a bright light or took more notice of the noise but generally thudded away regularly at the back of his head. One of the times when work didn’t seem to help. When it couldn’t distract him enough to stop him from thinking about his problems entirely. And it had to be about love. Ugh.
Donning a pair of sunglasses, he placed his order of a black coffee and a croissant and stood aside to wait. Absently on his phone as he failed to notice who was here.
@danielasrivera