Signed: The Death King

Part 1

This was going to be the perfect end to her weekend trip.

Although this was the 4th, 6th time? Maliah didn't keep count. Let's just call it the 6th. Although this was the 6th time she was getting some bubble tea at this cafe, Maliah couldn't contain her excitement. She lightly rocked on her toes as she waited for her number to be called.

Maliah had been tracking where to find a cafe that had a selection of tea in America where she lived for quite some time. It had been hard on her part.

1st....finding a cafe that was not Tim Hortons or Starbucks.

2nd....finding a cafe that was not Tim Hortons or Starbucks that wasn't just a coffee shop that had a few tea drinks on the side.

3rd......finding a cafe that was not Tim Hortons or Starbucks that wasn't just a coffee shop that had a few tea drinks on the side but instead was an ambient place that handled mostly different variations of tea that wasn't just Lipton.

Google Search finally told her that there was such a cafe that existed but it was further up north from where she lived.

For her that meant..... road trip!!!

Bypassing the numerous Starbucks and Tim Hortons made her all too happy.

All too happy!

Maybe if they ever had any decent tea she might but if their tea tasted anything like their coffee.....A shudder ran through her in memory.

But Maliah wasn't a coffee drinker by nature anyway so whatever. She was more interested in tea. Herbal tea, Bubble tea, Jasmine tea....didn't matter.

As long as it was tea, she was a very happy woman.

Very happy woman indeed.

She had planned a weekend trip around this cafe. For the past two days, she had eaten at various restaurants that weren't available in her city, did a little mall shopping, and hung out at her high rise hotel room to take in the sights. She even came frequently to this little cafe to drink tea and enjoy the ambience.

And now it was a warm July Sunday late afternoon and this would be the last tea she would drink for a while, so she decided to get some matcha bubble tea. She didn't have to hurry home as it was only a two hour drive back to her city.

Maliah finally allowed herself a small smile and a firm nod, making her long tassel earrings hit against her mocha cheek. Arriving back at her table she secured next to a window in the corner of the room, she carefully set her tea down next to the notebook that was open. Scribbles as well as doodles that made no sense to anyone but her could be seen. Absently she reached up to smooth down the bangs of her short permed hair that framed her oval face as she took in her surroundings. From her vantage point she could people watch both indoors and outdoors comfortably.

Picking up her pencil, she plugged in her earphones before she continued her work enjoying the soft music that played and the aroma of her tea.