Part of Vod's life, sadly, was occurring well before bar hours. He stayed up late, certainly, but he still had awkward moments where he was awake.
However, discovering cafe's was sort of neat, considering that Vod had realized that he'd never really given coffee or tea a try. He'd liked the former and wasn't so fond of the latter, but at the very least, he'd discovered the wonderful world of pastries.
Holding a cup of black coffee in one hand and a plate bearing a pair of chocolate chip scones in the other, Vod couldn't help but notice, even with his ears beneath his knit cap, a woman's sob. He glanced sharply in that direction, and saw the lady with her head down.
All of this, he supposed, had to do with the strange, loud orange man from the country they called 'America,' who seemed, from Vod's eyes, to be a massive cunt.
"Pardon," Vod said, finding himself at her table, standing next to the chair across her table. "This seat taken?" he asked.
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Date: 2016-11-13 01:49 am (UTC)However, discovering cafe's was sort of neat, considering that Vod had realized that he'd never really given coffee or tea a try. He'd liked the former and wasn't so fond of the latter, but at the very least, he'd discovered the wonderful world of pastries.
Holding a cup of black coffee in one hand and a plate bearing a pair of chocolate chip scones in the other, Vod couldn't help but notice, even with his ears beneath his knit cap, a woman's sob. He glanced sharply in that direction, and saw the lady with her head down.
All of this, he supposed, had to do with the strange, loud orange man from the country they called 'America,' who seemed, from Vod's eyes, to be a massive cunt.
"Pardon," Vod said, finding himself at her table, standing next to the chair across her table. "This seat taken?" he asked.