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A sigh of relief escape through her reddish lips as soon as she pushed her regular Saturday morning coffee shop’s door opened and the familiar warmth that emanated from the place sheltered her petite frame from the rough piercing winds that carried the heavy rain, as if cancelled classes and a delayed project wasn’t enough of a mood ruin for a Saturday morning, the rain outside didn’t displayed a slightly sign of any future ceasing.
For now, she was only content of shielding herself in a familiar place and as her high heeled boots clicked against the cold surface of the floor, Ara realized that the only thing that could possible make her morning joyful would be a cup of coffee and her usual table on the very corner right across the room from the ever so famous graffiti mural wall.
Storing her umbrella on the handler closer to her sit, the petite girl ran one of her delicate hands through the entire length of her chocolate colored strands as soon as she managed to rest against the comfortable seat and neatly places the books she had been guarding on top of the table, art&soul café sounded like the absolute perfect atmosphere to absorb herself in work without any further complications.
Not even five minutes after she had finally settled down her usual order accompanied of one of her favorite beverages were silently placed on the closest empty spot; espresso macchiato and a piece of white chocolate and raspberry pie. Hazel orbs diverted from the blue tainted ivory pages of her notebook to great her usual attendant with a grateful small smile dancing across her lips, though as soon as her glance met his darker hues, the brunette raised an eyebrow in a silent inquire.
“Rough morning?” Velvet voice held a faint sound of concern in an undertone as she tilted her head slightly, the darker circles that decorated his sharp features seemed almost as profound as her own were and she couldn’t help but wonder how long had passed since the last time he had a proper night of sleep.
“You, my friend, seem like a much more urgent case.” She offered him a sympathetic ghost of a smile as she pushed her drink back towards his direction, gesturing to the chair by his side in a silent invitation for him to take a seat. “It’s the first time I have ever seen you so sleep deprived, Himchan, is everything alright?” The younger girl inquired politely, scooping a small piece of her pie to taste it delightedly.