@zoeyspellman
“oh, hey, i know you. sort of.” she catches sight of a familiar face in the rather busy cafe, and she loiters beside the table zoey is sitting at for a moment, contemplating whether or not she should actually ask. “....do you mind if i sit here?” she gestures at the empty seat across from the other. “usually i wouldn’t ask, but pretty much every other table inside is taken. i’ll be real quiet and let you finish your book and everything.”








