Mimosa sat in a small coffee house, sipping on a latte. She Had her winter jacket with the fur trim hanging over the back of her chair, and her wallet lay on the table.
She sat by the window, watching the people running back and forth. Probably buying Christmas presents.
She'd just come from her shopping. All she'd bought was a gift for Judas. She didn't know if he'd like it, but she didn't care. It was the thought that counted, afterall...
She sat by the window, watching the people running back and forth. Probably buying Christmas presents.
She'd just come from her shopping. All she'd bought was a gift for Judas. She didn't know if he'd like it, but she didn't care. It was the thought that counted, afterall...