Coffee Break

[poutine_pwns]

Who: Pierre and Kim
When:  September 6th
Where: The Coffee Shoppe
What: Pierre takes a coffee break and meets Kim while she's on the job.

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Excuse me while I spike your coffee~

[lotusvivi]

Classes were starting up soon, so Kim was now working as much as she could before she had to cut back on the hours to have time for class as well.

Right now there were a few people in there, so it was easy to notice when someone came in or left. Kim looked up when she saw a blonde boy enter through the door connecting the Coffee Shoppe to the Book Alley. For a minute she wished it was Toris, but it wasn't so she shoved that wish to the back of her head before going over to get his order.

"What can I get you today?" she asked him.

Re: Excuse me while I spike your coffee~

[poutine_pwns]

Pierre looked up at the girl and admired her pretty long hair for a couple of moments (because he was strangely anal about haircuts). Pierre liked long dark hair. Especially on Asians. They were lucky to have such nice smooth hair. Not that he was jealous or anything. Pierre's hair was pretty soft and shiny itself after all.

When he realized he was spacing out though, he blinked and turned his gaze back to some random spot on the wall. He leaned forward on his seat and rested his chin on the back of his hand.

"Just a normal coffee. With a lot of cream."

[lotusvivi]

She was about to ask again when he didn't answer her right away, but he beat her to it.
"Alright. I'll be right back." she said, and returned to get him his order. The boy had this.... weird aura around him. Not bad necessarily, but just... He sorta reminded her of someone... But who?

"Here you go." she came back a couple of minutes later with the coffee. Normal coffee with lots of cream.
"Enjoy." she said with a smile and returned back behind the counter, just in time for the next customer who seemed to be in a hurry.

He left again quickly too, almost tripping out of the door with his coffee. Kim sighed, knowing some people just rushed too much, even when they didn't need to.

[poutine_pwns]

"Thanks," He uttered politely, accepting the cup. Pierre watched the girl return to her post with an odd curiousity. Since he moved to Liberty, he hasn't had much contact with other people. He mostly didn't pay attention to his fellow workers at the shop and, besides work, Pierre didn't go out. Well, Pierre didn't mind being alone but it probably wouldn't hurt to make some acquaintances. That waitress had awfully nice hair, even though her face was so-so.

Pierre brought the cup to his lips, took a sip, and frowned. Not enough cream. And some sugar would probably be nice too.

"Excuse me!" He called out, raising his hand and clicking his fingers in a strangely rude way.

[lotusvivi]

His first statement had to be a joke, right? Either that or his ego was just that big.

Kim looked at the gloves, about to say no when he said that last part. Not often this nice, huh? Well then...

"Thanks." she said, putting them on. They were quite nice and warm. She smiled a bit, looking at them. The guy certainly seemed to have a good taste in clothes. Even down to the gloves. These gloves looked like something a rich person would wear.

"...So why did you move to Liberty?" she then asked, looking back at him.

[poutine_pwns]

"Hmm?" The question caught him off-guard. Pierre wondered for a couple of seconds how he was supposed to answer.

"I guess it was my Mama's fault." He started. "She came home one day saying she bought me a house and I ended up here a week later." Pierre laughed. It was pretty laughable story in his eyes. What mother randomly buys her son a house in another country anyway?

"Mama said it was high time I started being independent and I guessed I agreed with her." Pierre added with a slight smile.

[lotusvivi]

He was bought a house by his Mom. Wow. Sure, some parents did buy their kid's first home. She'd seen it happen before, except to herself.
"Hm...." she smiled a bit as well, before looking out at the rest of the park. With the exception of a couple of crying toddlers, the park was peaceful and beautiful. She could stay here all day and just enjoy the scenery...

"Mom knows best, isn't that what they say?"

[poutine_pwns]

Pierre smiled and nodded in agreement. "Nothing beats mothers."

And he'd know, his Mama has been both the best and worst person he's ever known. Which probably wasn't a good example, considering the extremely limited amount of people Pierre considered himself close to.

He looked back up at the sky and admired all the pretty warm colours. Pierre made a mental note to look for his paints and canvases later, it was probably in one of the many unpacked boxes somewhere. Then he thought of something.

"Oh!" He exclaimed, turning to look at Kim; he scrutinized her from top to bottom for a few moments before continuing. "I'd like paint a portrait of you one day." Pierre then stopped and rephrased. "Wait, actually, it's the hair I want to paint; but I can't exactly paint the hair without you so,"

Pierre left his sentence hanging like that. "What do you think?"