The Perk, Friday Evening

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Another week, another excursion back to Jono's own reality, to do more training with the New Warriors. The moment he returned to the island, he decided that he was going to do something that didn't constitute work. And so returning home to the Boards right away? Right out

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After moving into her new place, April was on a mission.

It was a simple mission, really; that much was obvious from how efficiently she articulated it to the Perk barista.

"Coffee."

See?

Mission thus accomplished, she flopped down in a seat not far from Jono's and offered him a nod.

Taciturn girl, April.

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There were definitely worse missions to be on, weren't there? Even if coffee on a Friday night meant no sleep in the near future... sleep was for the weak, in any case.

Jonothon offered the girl a return nod, lifting his cup and pulling down the collar of his coat a moment later so that he could have a mouthful of what had to be the most bitter coffee he'd drank in recent memory.

"Barista must be new," he offered, as a sort of wry explanation for the face he made a moment after taking that mouthful. "It's usually better than this."

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April paused before taking a sip, then steeled herself and went for it.

Then she set the cup down quite calmly, and turned to fix the barista with a terrifying death-glare.

"He needs to learn," April informed Jono in a monotone. Not so much to ward off any potential judgment as to simply explain the death glare. It was pretty scary, after all. Merited explanation.

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"Apparently so," Jono agreed, smirking just faintly.

He didn't know who in the world she was, but Jono had already decided that he really rather liked her attitude.

"Suppose he'll bear that little lesson in mind the next time he decides to triple the amount of coffee he puts into the brew?"

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For her part, Hayley wasn't expecting to run into Jono. She figured it was an inevitability around here, but... well, it was still awkward. But she was bound and determined to make sure it was like things were just fine, so after she'd gotten her own coffee she'd made her way over to greet him.

"So, uhhh, hi," she said, giving him her best 'completely casual' smile.

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Hayley was being met with a raised eyebrow. That was one hell of a casual smile, right there, when it came coupled with such a horribly awkward sort of greeting.

"Hayley," he replied, not so much casual as carefully neutral. "In the mood for a bit of Friday evening caffeine, are you?"

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"Who's not up for a bit of evening caffeine every once in a while?" Hayley said. "It's the spice of life. At least, well, the legal spice of life. There's a whole lot of other things that could spice up your life that ain't as wholesome."

Casual smile, casual smile, casual smile.

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"Mm, yes. I've had experience with a few such things over the years, believe it or not."

Jono? Was not exactly what anyone would call a good influence. And he never had been.