Johnny had never been the type to look a gift horse in the mouth and he knew that the hospital did its best to keep up with the cafĂŠ there in-house. They tried to make sure that pastries were stocked and there was coffee available for visitors and staff alike. He justâŚwasnât fond of it. Sure, it did the job when necessary and there was nowhere else to go, but if he had a break longer than ten minutes, he was going to run away. Thatâs just how it was. Today was really no different as he had snuck away to a coffee shop down the street. It wasnât exactly the tops either, but at least it was better than what the hospital cafĂŠ served and he had been good. He deserved the treat.
So, after purchasing his hazelnut latte and a scone â because he deserved a treat â Johnny was feeling quite happy with himself, somewhat lost in his own little world until he saw a familiar face. It wasnât that uncommon, not when you worked at a hospital and saw all sorts of people day in and day out, but he always acted as if it were some level of amazement when he ran into someone around Grimmbrook. Outside of his hospital staff buddies, his own siblings, and the childhood bonds from his youth, Johnny couldnât say that he knew too many people well enough to consider them friends. Yet, still, whenever he ran into a familiar face, he did his best to put on his brightest smile.
âHey! Stopping to get your caffeine fix too? You should grab a scone too, they smell great!â
