@raphaelbrcoks | Lucy had been between a rock and a hard place lately and what, pray tell, should be the solution? Ordering way too much food and having her friends eat with her. She just stepped out from the brew with a crap ton of pastries when she spotted said friend. Trying her best to waddle along with a paper bag in one hand, her purse and coffee in the other, she made her way to Raph. “Hey there!” Her tone was chipper, trying to mask the fact that she was shaking under her obviously thin layers. “So I have a ton of pastries and you my friend, have been chosen to partake in a pastry feast! If you’re available of course.” Lucy was tap dancing her way to warmth trying to burrow her neck into her scarf. “Where are you headed to this early?”