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Friends, Messages and Coffee

Twenty-Øne Pilots - Message Man 

A loser hides behind a mask of my disguise

And who I am today is worse than other times

You don't know what I've done, I'm wanted and on the run

I'm wanted and on the run

So I'm taking this moment to live in the future

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By the time they had arrived at the cafe, it was late afternoon, causing (Y/n) to be unsure of where the small group was going to stay since going back to Mitis wouldn't be the easiest, as there were practically Pokémon in their way should they decide to go back.

Broze, noticing their uncertainty, stopped the group before they went into the cafe. ''Don't worry, we got stuff to make sure we're comfortable, did you even pack though?'' He asked, pointing to (Y/n)'s bag.

The (h/c)-haired kid vaguely remembered doing such, and so they nodded, and Broze, now satisfied with the answer, lead the group into the cafe, letting (Y/n) and Jake go first. 

The midnight-haired boy was being unusually quiet, but the kid told themselves he didn't always talk, however, that made them remember Bermuda, in her Pokéball.

''I gotta dash to the Pokémon Centre!''

The other two groaned in unison.

''How many times today have you gone there?!'' Broze asked, yelling, which turned the attention of a pair of women sitting together towards him, muttering amongst themselves as the boy with bronze-coloured hair (as well as Jake) watched (Y/n) disappear into the Pokémon centre.

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When the (h/c)-haired kid came back, Broze huffed in irritation while Jake glanced over at him, frowning a bit before opening the door to let the two go inside first, and closing it behind him.

The smell of freshly ground coffee greeted them, well, more like smacked them in the faces with its strong aroma as they went in, and, seeing barely anyone inside the cafe, they chose to sit somewhat close to the counter. 

Jake picked up the menu and began to skim through it while Broze looked over at the counter, eyeing the coffee maker as it hummed.

''Broze seems to love coffee more than anything.'' (Y/n) commented, chuckling a little as Jake joined in.

 While Broze frowned and looked at the two, rolling his eyes as he grumbled things under his breath, some of which was directed at the (h/c)-haired kid, who instead ignored him.

''Well, you shouldn't be saying that about the one who's gonna provide you with sleeping bags for tonight, it'd be a real shame for someone to just sleep in the cold...'' The boy with bronze-coloured hair said as he began inspecting his fingernails, looking at (Y/n) through a gap, the hint of a smirk forming on his face.

Jake frowned in disapproval. ''Really shouldn't do that, Broze... I saw a bunch of your favourite stuff nearby.. water.'' He smirked a little as the other boy looked at him with slightly widened eyes.

''You wouldn't dare,'' Broze replied with a horrified look in his eyes.

''Oh, yes I would, I'd-''

''Anyway!'' (Y/n) stood, suddenly feeling awkward as the other two looked up at them, still seated. ''Really should... get those coffees. Righty-o..''