WHO: Edgar and Rhode
WHAT: Coffee
WHERE: The Cafe
WHEN: Tuesday night
RATING: PG, in all likelihood
Edgar smiled to himself as he relaxed in the Cafe, a cup of hot coffee in his hand. He scanned the few people entering, but recognised most of them. While he generally prided himself on at least seeing teh the girls he was going to meet, the group that attended this place seemed to all be cast from the same gorgeous mold. As he sipped his coffee, the door's bell rung again, and he looked up.
Maybe this is her? Even if it's not, there'd be no point complaining. I can definately get used to this place.