a starter for @behyeran ( something ain't right )
it's on the tip of her tongue. or the edge of her brain-- whatever the saying is. yuji's tapping a rhythm in her head, following the faint line of a melody that she's been working on. it's distracting her for the most part, a form of procrastination in an effort to avoid having to get up. half-focused on the melody, half wondering if she should leave for the rest of the day or go get another drink and work this melody out.
her eyes are motion around the room, glazing over the patrons mindlessly, eyes falling on one in particular. she's tall, pretty-- her features giving yuji a startling sense of familiarity. yuji blinks, attention from the melody momentarily distracting her as she tries to place the recognition to a face.
she's distracted. and now she has to know. yuji gives herself a little sigh, a small pep talk, before she's gathering up her things and moving seats. yuji's destination set on finding out how she knows this girl. she just has to-- there's just a feeling.
"hi," yuji calls out hesitantly, coming to a stop by the girl's seat at the coffee bar with a smile. "do you mind if i sit here?" she motions to the seat. "or is there someone else with you?"
