#neviille

The aroma of tea and coffee and pastries mingled in the small shop tucked away on the bustling street. It was the odd day of the month that Astoria was working and her lunch was not shared with Draco. This was a day she’d reserved the lunch for an old school friend. Manicured nails tapped impatiently on a teacup while she waited. He was only a minute late, but Astoria didn’t like to waste time away from work. A small smile was flashed at the server dropping off her sandwich, but her eyes quickly moved back to the door at the sound of the bell in hopes it would be her company entering.