everywhere else she had been stationed, emelia had pretty much to staying on the baracks, opting to stick with what she knew, with less distractions, just to focus on the task at hand, and when she had gone into the local towns they had been used to service people walking around in uniform. so it was strange being back where she grew up, especially walking down the street in her uniform. The training baracks where she was now employed were the next town over, and she guessed they didnt have too many coming to peruse Luxbourne. She stopped by a starbucks-that hadn’t been there when she had left to get herself a coffee and have a sit down “what do you mean you don’t do military discount?” she asked, brow furrowed as she glared at the barista, knowing it wasn’t their fault, but still being irked. “five dollars is way too much for a coffee”
