#thread: ava

The island was a huge, he was sure of this because he still hadn’t seen everything it had to offer yet. It was something he planned to do, but all in good time. This Monday morning was one where he felt like he couldn’t get moving, perhaps it was being in a new place, or it might be the frequent nightmares that had him too stressed out to sleep properly. Either way, he knew he needed something that morning to keep him going.

Omen stopped and looked around as he stepped from the exit doors of the dormitory. Where the fuck can I get some coffee. arg he felt like he’d been hit by a mac truck, no scratch that, a bloody train was more accurate. Standing there was doing no good, so he just started to move his feet and he figured at some point he would stumble upon something or someone. Besides, up ahead it looked like a cluster of different building, that would probably be his best bet.

After walking for a million year - probably close to half an hour, Omen did find a sight that he was hoping was not an illusion. Green sign, mermaid as the logo, this was something he was familiar with.

Starbucks. Thank God.

Taking off his sunglasses he walked inside and was pleased to see that only a handful of people were in there. He was quick to order his drink and move to the side, and they were thankfully quick to fill it. However, in an unfortunate turn of events the barista knocked over his glass and had scalding hot coffee come right at him. “Ah- Fuck.” Omen pulled his shirt away from his body quickly to prevent a high degree of burn. Then he heard shuffling behind him and wondered if anyone else had been hit int he process. “You alright?” He turned to ask, looking up from his shirt slowly as he spoke.