β§ @criminaltypes (fidan) // milk & honey
The sign by the door was flipped, closed now to be seen from the outside as she locked the door to assure no one who actually refused to read signs could barge in, very much leaving the space to leave from the inside before she plopped down on a chair at a table, coffee and little pastries already laid out. "We are long overdue for a catch up. And there's coffee and treats, on me. I gave my employee the day off. There is nothing stopping us unless you're about to tell me you're ready to run off into the sunset. Which isn't for at least a couple of hours."
It was an offer, one Hande never would have taken badly if turned down but after all the chaos it just seemed to make sense to try and hangout. What better place than a cafΓ© she owned, that she could close if she so desired even if only for a few hours. There was plenty to be done, but for a friend she was willing to make time. Always.
