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Krel Ansell · 08-26-2020, 06:19 PM

Text Cut: Tomasz

”Ai couldn’t tell,” he said sarcastically. Didn’t usually drink coffee? Ha, He wasn’t at all surprised. Hence the suggested mocha. Michael used to call the drink the gateway coffee drink. Michael also would have told him to be nice and he suddenly felt a little guilty because of his sarcasm. More so, he felt a small pain in his gut at the thought of Michael. It was something he did less and less. Amazing how easy it became to forget someone who was once so important to you. Catching his reelection on the silver napkin bin, Valentin realized he was frowning and quickly forced himself to stop. Thankfully, just then the drinks came up and he handed the young man the mocha and then took his own. He was sipping his when he realized that the man was trying to pay him back for the drinks. He waved a hand at him. ”Considair eet a thank you. I’m sure you are warking long hours wiv evairything going on.” Certainly that was the reason for the dark circles under the man’s eyes? Hopefully the coffee would help. And believe it or not, Valentin did appreciate people who did work he himself didn’t or wouldn’t want to do. Also, there was the fact that he had ordered it without really waiting for the man’s consent. If he didn’t like it, well, then, the man hadn’t wasted his money on someone else’s suggestion.

”Do you always wark een lé atrium?” he asked. And then to reinforce his insistence the man keep his money, Valentin he stepped off to the side under the presence of moving out of the way so that others could order and retrieve their drinks. He still uncertain if he should attempt to drink his cappuccino or wait to see if his string of bad luck would continue. The bad luck seemed contacted to the coffee, more than to the location he drank it. So he merely stood there, mentally debating the pros and cons of actually imbibing the drink.

08-26-2020, 06:19 PM	#71 (permalink)
Krel Ansell Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Tomasz Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack If the reply was meant to be short, Tomasz did not realize. He was not so good at picking up on these cues on any normal day, but especially without a proper night's sleep he was not at his 100% best. "This is good. I do not usually drink coffee," he admitted with an embarrassed sort of laugh that he hoped would help him feel less awkward. He wouldn't have known the difference between a terrible brew and one of the best. He still felt slightly awkward as the man looked down at Tomasz's uniform. But he hoped that it wasn't apparent in his demeanor. "Yyy... sure," he nodded. Chocolate was never his first choice, but he did not mind it so much. Especially if it was recommended. Being a little slower than usual, he did not entirely catch what was happening before him until the coffees were already ordered and paid for. Errr... He rubbed the back of his neck, looking around the Atrium. This was.... Tomasz reached into his pockets to pull out his wallet anyway. He couldn't let someone pay for him. He would feel too indebted. Clumsily, he began searching through the bills to find the right one. ”Ai couldn’t tell,” he said sarcastically. Didn’t usually drink coffee? Ha, He wasn’t at all surprised. Hence the suggested mocha. Michael used to call the drink the gateway coffee drink. Michael also would have told him to be nice and he suddenly felt a little guilty because of his sarcasm. More so, he felt a small pain in his gut at the thought of Michael. It was something he did less and less. Amazing how easy it became to forget someone who was once so important to you. Catching his reelection on the silver napkin bin, Valentin realized he was frowning and quickly forced himself to stop. Thankfully, just then the drinks came up and he handed the young man the mocha and then took his own. He was sipping his when he realized that the man was trying to pay him back for the drinks. He waved a hand at him. ”Considair eet a thank you. I’m sure you are warking long hours wiv evairything going on.” Certainly that was the reason for the dark circles under the man’s eyes? Hopefully the coffee would help. And believe it or not, Valentin did appreciate people who did work he himself didn’t or wouldn’t want to do. Also, there was the fact that he had ordered it without really waiting for the man’s consent. If he didn’t like it, well, then, the man hadn’t wasted his money on someone else’s suggestion. ”Do you always wark een lé atrium?” he asked. And then to reinforce his insistence the man keep his money, Valentin he stepped off to the side under the presence of moving out of the way so that others could order and retrieve their drinks. He still uncertain if he should attempt to drink his cappuccino or wait to see if his string of bad luck would continue. The bad luck seemed contacted to the coffee, more than to the location he drank it. So he merely stood there, mentally debating the pros and cons of actually imbibing the drink. __________________