Nightmares and a Teahouse

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An hour after our little heart-to-heart moment, I decided to go check out the neighborhood. As soon as I stepped outside the door I looked at the street in front of me to observe all of the people passing by, A man in a brown suit with blonde hair which is shaven at the bottom, walked by while talking on the phone he glanced over at the building to the right of Aunt Winry's house and paused to wave to someone inside, that's when I could see all the features of his face to his incredibly thick eyebrows, and his intense Blue eyes, what a strange looking man, wouldn't want to run into that man in an alleyway.

I also observed a young Woman and a child walking by holding hands, the child giggling while the Woman was giving a simple closed-eye smile to her daughter, but you could tell she was incredibly happy. I must admit, I was envious, these were bringing back memories of my own mother, and unfortunately, it also brought back memories of Him, I scowled remembering Him, I could never forgive him for what he did to my Mother that night two weeks ago.

I think worrying over these things wasn't helping my mental health, after all, I still have to take therapy after the incident.

I decided to continue my search for a distraction by looking around the street, the thing that immediately catches my attention the Teahouse in which the man from before was waving to someone inside, I decided to check it out. When I walked in I read a the same sign I saw outside this building when I first got here, "Dameron's Teahouse" was apparently the name of the establishment, must be a family name.

I was feeling hungry after the trip and it didn't help that I skipped breakfast, so I decided to get something to eat and buy something for dinner tonight. I walk in only to bump into a slightly shorter Ravenette, "Oops! I'm sor-" I started to apologize but was interrupted by the Ravenette "watch where your going, brat" He stated in a very annoyed tone, when I looked at him he had an expression on that could only be described as a mixture of annoyed and bored to near death, he then walks out holding a bag of Earl Grey Tea, "Hmmph, rude much!?" I thought clearly annoyed by his rude tone. I flipped him off when he wasn't looking and continued on my way.

I finally sit down and a boy around my age with brown wavy hair and brownish-hazel eyes walks up to me and says "Hello, and welcome to Dameron's Teahouse, My name is Poe, I will be your server, did you find anything ya' like?" "Yes, I would like a cup of Jasmine Tea with a (Favorite Food), and two orders of egg Ramen to go please." I ordered my food and waited patiently for it to arrive. After about 10 minutes, Poe came out with a cart that had a pot of Jasmine tea on it, cream, sugar, and a beautifully decorated teacup along with My Curry Bun on a nice China Plate, "Would you like any cream in your tea?" He asked,

"Oh, no thank you I will just drink it plain."

"alright, oh by the way, your new here right? I've never seen you around here before."

"Yes, I am I just moved in next door actually."

"you mean with Ms. Winry?"

"yes that is correct, she is my Aunt."

"cool! so I guess I'll be seeing you when school starts?"

"yep I will"

"Oh, wait! you know my name, whats yours?"

"My name is (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N)"

"that's a nice name! now I got to get back to work, enjoy your tea and curry bun!"

"okay, see ya!"

I finish my meal and grab my to-go bags of Egg Ramen for dinner tonight and had out after paying for the food. I walk inside and take off my shoes to see Aunt Winry Painting my mother's old room's door (F/C), "Why hello(Y/N)!!" she shouted excitedly,"Aunt Winry...you did this for me?" The door was a lovely (F/C) with the same roses across it as before, and now it read on it "(Y/N)". "do you like it?" Winry asked ecstatically, "thanks Aunt Winry, it's perfect...".

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 08, 2017 ⏰

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