#nostalgicallys

♡ “Hm... The buses are longer than usual to arrive, do you not think?”

She couldn’t stop thinking about pancakes. Oh God, the pancakes. If she closed her eyes, all she would see were numbers or fried eggs with a side of bacon. Pulling out a random amount of money out of her jacket pocket, she slammed it on the counter. “I haven’t slept in the past 24 hours, so make it a really good one.”

“Uh....’Scuse me?”

“It’s a wonderful night, isn’t it?”

    In this environment, it was perhaps impossible to have the noise and the overlapping conversations not go unnoticed. The sound of the other baristas and the customers mingling in talk is only juxtaposed with the sounds of sheeping ‘baaing’ in the distance. This was a truly bizarre setting that the teen found himself in. His mind had been mulling over how he found himself involved in this situation.      As far as he could recall, it had only been about a few weeks since he took hold the operations of the mafia group known as Passione. Now, he finds himself awakening in a city that doesn’t resemble anything like Italy. Yet, the general architect that made the city didn’t seem so alien. It felt rooted in his own time. With the exception of the aforementioned sheep roaming around the city. This place had it’s share of mysteries, but for now, Giorno needed to pace himself and get his funds up to an optimal range before setting up a base within Stella City. Fortunately for him, never did he have more of advantageous position than his age being a good enough disguise as to not portray him in the future project.      “I shall be with you in a moment, signorina!” Acknowledging the next customer that approached the counter table. Giorno had found himself a simple job as a Barista at one of the prominent cafe’s and it took him no time to solidify his radiating charm among some of the female patrons. Which worked in his favor to provide them quite enticing experience. Part of him was bemused by it all, he kept that thought to himself. He turned to face one of the fellow barista working alongside him. A woman who carried her with much enthusiasm, with an smile that seemed to that even the most thawed frowns of the patrons. He figure he could spare some chit chit while micro managing everything else.      “Hey,  Nelliel. We are the home stretch. Do you have any plans after our shift is over?” He inquired, only to have his attention focused back on the young lady that was requesting her order. He engaged in some pleasant idle chat with his customer to keep them entertained while jotting down their request.

“I am unsure how drastically the items in others worlds differ from the ones here. Would you perhaps have any recommendations for me? I would greatly appreciate it.”

♐ sagittarius