2nd encounter

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2nd encounter:

 macarons and ultimate hot chocolate

January 2nd, 2018

The second time she saw him, he sat with her in a small local cafe in the early morning.

Miku roamed the empty, desolate streets of her hometown, the bitter cold biting into her numb hands, stuffed into the pockets of her flaming red hoodie.

The 5 a.m light sky was streaked with thin and wispy clouds either colored a light and gentle white like the wool of a sheep or a tender pink that a young child would color their room, the rest of the sky painted in pastel colors of rose, lilac, and a light gold as the sun peeked over the houses, peering and reaching out with gentle and barely lit rays to the town that had yet to stir from sleep.

Miku spotted a small cafe across the street, the lights on and an open sign glowing pleasantly inviting at her. She decided that she could have something sweet to eat, especially since the frigid cold made her crave something hot and sugary. She made her way to Cafe Megg's, noting the trimmed hedges that bordered the entrance and the small, cute fence that separated the sidewalk from the dining area with two white plastic tables and a closed white and green umbrella. She pushed the door open, a small ding! greeting her cheerfully.

The cashier jolted up as if being shocked awake from a nap. She blinked blearily then offered a friendly yet tired smile to Miku, the dark bags under her grassy green eyes an apparent sign that the girl hadn't gotten much sleep. She smoothed her hair down and ran her fingers through the somewhat short and unkempt, messy mint locks. She outstretched a pale and skinny arm to the empty cafe. "Welcome to Cafe Megg's. To here or for g- I mean," The girl stuttered, rubbing her eyes and smiling apologetically, "to go or for here?"

"For here, please."

The girl nodded and offered yet another sweet yet tired smile. "Please sit anywhere you'd like. I'll be right with you."

Miku offered the cashier a small smile back as she turned to find a seat. The cafe was small and cute, in Miku's opinion. The walls were painted a nice light pink, so light it almost had no color to it. It contrasted pleasantly with the dark hardwood floors that Miku stepped on as she cruised the room, looking for a nice place to sit, her boots making almost unnecessarily loud thunks in the small, still, and silent cafe. Fairy lights hung from the ceiling, wrapping themselves around the curved, dark brown mantels, holding small baskets of colorful and lively flowers, that came from the snow white ceiling like horns from a beast. A chalkboard in the front, behind the cashier, bore neat writing in white, pink, and green chalk, stating the menu and specials and featuring cute drawings of small cartoon like dogs and cats and other furry creatures. Paintings and picutres of scenic images were hung up, such as the vividly painted sun setting over the ocean waves which hung above the door, or a painting of the night sky filled with stars and a single luminous moon shining light down upon a flourishing garden, which stayed on a wall oposite of Miku.

Miku sat by the window, deciding that perhaps it'd be nice to see the sky outside, which was turning lighter and lighter, and take in her home town when it was early in the morning. There were only a few cars passing by once in a while, not many people except for the occasional morning jogger, who Miku thought was out of their mind for exercising so early in the morning.

Miku noted the light, light blue thay began to color the sky outside, turning an almost bleak, colorless grey background into something more colorful that went better with the pastel colored clouds. They're almost like...

Miku blinked and gave a small huff, turning her head away from the window and towards a shelf filled with pictures and plushies. She angrily stared down a pink bunny plush that sat on the shelf.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 18, 2018 ⏰

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