#krakoa.start

    tim glanced up from his tablet and computer at the noise of someone pulling out the chair across from him to sit down. he peeked around the shop and noticed the usual empty coffee place was now brimming with other people. well fuck. had he been sitting here for four hours? “ sorry, i’ll try and make some more room. “ he told the person who had joined him, shuffling his things to give an inch more of space.

         “   mmm  …  ”    one would think that a bite of a buttered croissant  WOULDN’T  make one of the red room’s best groan  ,   but this part about yelena was true  :   she  loved  her pastries  .     “  this is the one thing americans got right  –  ”    there’s a  WELL DONE  ,   but fake  french  accent  ,   yelena’s always been good at playing the  innocent european  with those accents  .     “  their  butter  .  ”