_{———❝ I’VE HEARD GOOD THINGS ABOUT THIS CAFE. let me see what i like on the menu? ❞
a curl of the lip which ebbed into a faint smile. he’d come near to closing, the space devoid of patrons and floor wet with dilute cleaner. hand exiting his pocket, buccellati waved a finger around the large display above, reading over the items below his breath.}

       _{❝ sorry, were you planning on leaving anytime soon? ❞}

_{@nebula-horizon​ sc}