Closed Starter: @alexanderbuchanan​
Alexandria was waiting for her coffee at one of her favorite coffee shops. She actually had the day off from work, but she was a creature of habit so she still ended up going to the shop near the hospital because they were so used to her there that they made her coffee perfectly every time. She was little lost in her thoughts when she heard the barista say that there was a coffee for Alix. As she reached for the cup she noticed another hand reaching for it as well. “I’m sorry, I am pretty sure that is my coffee.” She said, not even looking at the person in question as first.

















