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Who: River Tam and Matt Farrell. And others?
Where: The journey from Matt's and then, assumedly, the best place in town to get coffee.
What: River's showing Matt what real coffee is like.
When: Wednesday afternoon.
Rating: Probably just around PG.
Matt whistled to himself a little, looking around. He tapped the rubber end of his cane against his sneaker. He hoped the snow would go away soon and, with it, the icy sidewalks and unseen curbs that required him to use the cane. Usually he did pretty well without it, but he had been depending on it more than he liked over the past few days.
Wearing a blue scarf and a worn gray peacoat, he stood in front of a nondescript apartment building. How was this person -- girl, he thought -- going to find him, anyway? This was all more than a little strange. And he didn't even really like coffee, but he figured it never hurt to meet more people in the strange new town. He just... hoped this one wasn't going to hit on him as much as Robin had.
Where: The journey from Matt's and then, assumedly, the best place in town to get coffee.
What: River's showing Matt what real coffee is like.
When: Wednesday afternoon.
Rating: Probably just around PG.
Matt whistled to himself a little, looking around. He tapped the rubber end of his cane against his sneaker. He hoped the snow would go away soon and, with it, the icy sidewalks and unseen curbs that required him to use the cane. Usually he did pretty well without it, but he had been depending on it more than he liked over the past few days.
Wearing a blue scarf and a worn gray peacoat, he stood in front of a nondescript apartment building. How was this person -- girl, he thought -- going to find him, anyway? This was all more than a little strange. And he didn't even really like coffee, but he figured it never hurt to meet more people in the strange new town. He just... hoped this one wasn't going to hit on him as much as Robin had.