Coffee time! [for not_a_savage]
The weather outside was dismal much like the mixed feelings within himself. The early afternoon was gray with clouds but the air was thick with smog and the city life. Once Sayid stepped into the coffee shop he could feel a slight sense of relief underneath the lighting and the welcoming smell of the brewing beans.
He was here to meet an old friend...it had been a long time since he had spoken with anyone from Oceanic flight 815. Seeing Jack could bring up both good memories and the doubt he harbored since the Island. Still, he did want to see his friend. Well aware he was slightly early he took his coffee and sat a table that already had a newspaper on it. All he had to do now was wait.
He was here to meet an old friend...it had been a long time since he had spoken with anyone from Oceanic flight 815. Seeing Jack could bring up both good memories and the doubt he harbored since the Island. Still, he did want to see his friend. Well aware he was slightly early he took his coffee and sat a table that already had a newspaper on it. All he had to do now was wait.