#*alexander 02

truth be told, perhaps it was her own fault that she didn’t take her coffee up in her suite. her own fault for wanting a little change of scenery. when her own suite walls would be far more preferable than the sight of the all too familiar figure appearing across the cafe, eyes already zeroed in on her. sasha koháry had never been one to pay attention to propriety — it was one of the few things that she used to love about him. as he came closer, dahye pointedly turned her face away from him to gaze out the window. “move along, alexander. those seats are taken.” @alexcnder​