#bashfullygreen

“Mizi? Are you in?” She did text Mizi to let him know that she was coming by to talk to him after taking a very long break from Lovelyloaves. She’ll have to also talk to Ms. Okina as well as she had taken a rather long break there as well. 

Lovely Loaves sounded the ideal place to take the lunchtime and mull things over. She’d been fortunate enough to make it before the line outside had grown exponentially, granting her a small table at which she could dine. That had been nearly four hours ago. It wasn’t that time had raced by, but wading through the mess of an autumn had kept her plenty occupied. Regular checks on her phone enlightened her to the shocking passage of time, but each time, it was set again and the beverage or fading state of the meal would take her attention. She was procrastinating the inevitable departure back into the streets.

“Yes, may I have another latte, please?” It was her third, but the waitress didn’t bat an eye and returned toward the counter where she tended to the refill. The manager had also spent his time there, parting on occasion. She’d caught sight of his eyes on her now and then, and stiffened when he’d approached.

➳ ❪ @bashfullygreen​ ❫ ... random askbox “Eugene! I missed you so much dude!!”

He enters the shop nose first, out of curiosity. The cafe held by an elderly pair he frequents is nearby and thats how he ends up making his way in through these doors as well. 

He walks to the counter leaning close towards the samples, nose still sniffing intently. Only once someone walks out from the back does Ogata straighten up.

“ .... “ 

     Madara stood on the street, passing out pamphlets to a show that he’d be holding sometime later today, also on the street. The same street, in fact, but he needs people to attend or to look forward to him! 

     He has no sort of equipment, so he’s picked a quieter street, so that his voice (which is loud, even) can be heard over the bustle of the city life. He hands a pamphlet to someone, then turns to his right, handing out another one with a bright laugh. 

“Let me know if you need anything else.” On the table are assortment of snacks from ones he grew up eating and delicious ones that he’s sure Mizi would enjoy eating. Romanus has them both a cup full of tea sitting on the table as well. It’s weird having someone over. He hasn’t invited anyone over before. The first and last person to have ever come into this home was Sean. The boy who switched bodies with him. Whatever happened to that kid, he wonders. 

“SO what did you want to talk about? I was surprised  when you texted.”