Coffee and Awkward Conversation | Alina & Lennox
Mornings weren't really Alina's thing. After all, she was the girl who stayed up until five or six in the morning just in the hopes that maybe the cloud cover would clear and she'd finally get a glimpse of the galaxy she'd been studying all week. But unfortunately, the clouds had never parted and morning still came, bringing along with it all the responsibilities that real-person jobs held.
Like actually getting up in the morning. Worst.
But at least there was time for a cup of coffee, which lead to why exactly Alina was sitting outside Westwood's hippest local coffeehouse. Not that she had picked it for it's hipness... Alina just liked that they served her coffee in a glass beaker. And she liked to people-watch as she sipped her coffee--which was assumably filled with enough cream and sugar to make it more dessert than coffee--which made Rowster's the best place for her morning transformation into a real human being.
Yet how could Alina know that today's coffee would come with the extra jolt of the past coming back to haunt her? At least it seemed as such when Alina's ever-watchful eyes landed on one Lennox Stanford stepping out of a town car. A small sound emitted from the girl, a shout thankfully cut off by the fact that she had a mouth full of coffee, leaving her one less embarrassment.
But what the heck was he doing here? This place couldn't be fancy enough for him... It was rustic and there were bags of coffee beans piled in corners, and of all things the menu was limited to coffee black or with cream and sugar. Maybe with ice if you asked nice enough.
Her eyes followed the boy as she swallowed down her coffee, wondering if she should say something to him. Maybe even wave? Offer him a seat? Oh no, that'd be a horrible idea. It was just a two-seat table. People might think they were on a date... Lennox wouldn't stand for that, being seen with a broke little social invalid like her. Alina looked back down into her coffee cup, face falling a little before looking back at the boy with a sigh. Yeah... Probably not a good idea to do that.
And yet....
"Lennox!" Her own vocal chords betrayed her, the shout bubbling back out with a vengeance. Awkwardly the girl raised a hand to wave a second later, trying to cover up the oddness of her exclamation. "I mean, uh... Hi, Lennox." Alina half-smiled at the boy and stood up, not quite sure of what to do now that she'd called attention to herself...
Much like any other time she'd interacted with Lennox.
