as cherry wine.

there was nothing like some antagonism and kat offered plenty of it — xander hadn’t yet decided on whether it was an annoyance or not. there were bigger things to worry about than a pissed bartender, he was sure. what with the news and all, there was a cloud hanging overhead and it demanded attention. all the more reason to get drunk. 

“who would i be if i couldn’t annoy the fuck outta you?” xander drawled, swirling his drink before setting the glass down. “i’m well aware but nowhere quite has the same stand-offish ambiance needed for me to willingly spend my hard-earned money.” 

perhaps she should’ve given up on persuading xander to stop his patronage because her job depended on customers and because it seemed that she was failing in her objectives. but kat wouldn’t be herself if she stopped beating the dead horse.

morning’s at home were always under a very specific schedule.  Zoey always started off every morning with a jog,  while keeping up to the beat of Pavement’s Brighten the Corner’s album blasting in their ears, and getting their usual breakfast to-go order from al’s.  it was easier to them to have a meal ready so they could focus on getting their grandma settled for the day while they were at work, always splurging for extra chocolate chip pancakes and an extra chocolate mocha to entice such an early awakening.  They got so lost in the music and the temptations of chocolate,  it was unsurprising they hadn’t noticed the person they ran into; losing their mocha in the impact.

They could feel their cheeks heat up more than they initially were, reddened from the work-out, and instantly sputtered out apologies along with the woman.  Embarrassed and frazzled,  Zoey felt like the offering was unneeded and the situation was completely alright;  however, from the sad look of coffee splatter on the graveled road, they reconsidered.  “That…  That would actually be really nice.  Thank you.”  Offering up their own uncomfortable smile out of habit.

kat poured val’s usual drink from behind the bar along with a shot of tequila for the other woman before heading over to the table. it hadn’t been too busy of a night which had meant mainly standing behind the bar watching the clock tick by. however, the shifts that saw val come into the watering hole were some of her favorites, and luckily tonight was one of them.

mornings had a certain routine to them, her latte and morning book, or rather people watching was an important part of it. the conversations she had with olivia was another, one that she had started looking forward to. 

the instant crash into the other body sent a hissing fuck into the air and a bewildered look to match as hazel hues darted from the single sipped black coffee and it’s trajectory into the street and back to the clearly embarrassed expression etched on familiar features.” good morning, kat, nice to see you-” he hummed with an exhaled breath and cracking smile.” it’s a dollar back coffee, but if you insist i wont let you suffer through the day by saying no.” his tall frame stepping into the street and gathering the now empty component.” back to al’s we go.” he chimed while keeping his focus ahead.

kat averted her eyes from the paper and headline that came along with it on the newspaper in her hand, stuffing the copy into the trashcan before taking a look at any other article. she found herself disoriented for a split second, forgetting what she’d been heading towards before the broken train of thought. her eyes searched restlessly around the square, hoping to recapture what she’d been caught up with before hand. in her carelessness, kat found herself colliding with another body, sending the other person’s drink flying into the street.

i’d keep an eye on them: that there is KATHERINE “KAT” FAVRE , notorious for being ( capricious ) and ( heedless ) , but there are times when she can be ( idealistic ) and ( ardent ) . i've heard that she could pass as a VICTORIA PEDRETTI doppelgänger , but i don't see it . the ( twenty-eight ) year - old cis female has been in town for ( four months ) and they are a ( server at the watering hole ) by day and murder suspect by night . they tend to spark images of an innocent finger pricked on a sharp thorn, losing track of time, half made-up eyelids, cracked phone screen, and red flushed cheeks . you’ll know when they walk by because they always seem to be blasting burned out by DODIE . it truly explains why they're known as THE QUIXOTIC .

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