A Lonely Devil || OPEN RP
The bitter taste of coffee hit her tongue and she gave a grimace. Needs more sugar. Kayla placed the cup back down on the diner table and proceeded to drop cube after cube of sugar into the hot brown liquid. After a brief moment of stirring she took another sip. She grimaced even more. Too much sugar.
After the events back in the village, Kayla had decided to lay off the drink and switch to a lighter beverage. If anyone came round looking for her she would need to be in tip-top condition. She'd even opted to stop hanging around in bars - it was too predictable, too her.
The demon looked around the diner, taking in the pastel pink and sunflower yellow of the walls, the all too happy faces of the waitresses and the all too happy faces of the customers.
Someone shoot me now.
