Like most other teenagers his age were inclined to think, Sora's problems were comparable to the end of the world. And whatever had him worked up enough to come into the coffee shop also prompted him to bypass the line and go right up to the counter
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And that is what Vanitas walks into, feeling the urge for something very black, and very caffeinated. At that, he almost turns and walks out again but... coffee. He stepped behind the brunette with an irritated sigh, not paying the slightest bit of attention to him as he juggled his shopping bags and pulled out his wallet.
It was loud, crowded, and noisy. People were more relaxed here, very few feeling anxious or stressed as they sipped or bought their fix, and that set him on edge more than if he'd stepped into a bar-wide brawl. Happy people were generally louder, more inane. Situated in their little cliques and happy to ignore the rest of the world, and Vanitas-
Well, he wanted nothing to do with it. One coffee (black, double the coffee) to go sounded quite pleasant.
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It was loud, crowded, and noisy. People were more relaxed here, very few feeling anxious or stressed as they sipped or bought their fix, and that set him on edge more than if he'd stepped into a bar-wide brawl. Happy people were generally louder, more inane. Situated in their little cliques and happy to ignore the rest of the world, and Vanitas-
Well, he wanted nothing to do with it. One coffee (black, double the coffee) to go sounded quite pleasant.
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