<sub>Having attended the school for the last eight years of her life, Sadie Mahoney knew all the good places to hang out at. Not just at the school, but at the city in general. And one of her favorite places was a certain small coffee shop squished in between two big buildings.
Everything about it was warm and inviting, and there was usually a musician or band playing live. And they made the best mocha lattes. But with transitioning from being a student to being a teacher, Sadie hadn't been in there in a long time.
She pushed open the door, biting her lip and rolling her lip ring around on her tongue. She was greeted with a hug from one of the waitresses. "Sadie! Haven't seen you in a while."
"I know. I've been really busy and stuff," She replied, knowing that if things went like that usually did, there would be at least three more waiters/waitresses making comments just like that.
"The usual?" She asked, leading Sadie over to a table, her usual, actually; one between the platform where musicians played (where the acoustics were the best) and a window, so that she could enjoy the view.
The teacher nodded. "Yes, please," She said, settling into the seat and crossing her ankles. She blended in there, in her red and white striped short sleeved shirt and skinny jeans. Her dark hair was a little messy and of course she had plenty of eye liner on.
The waitress returned with a big yellow coffee mug just then, and she handed it to Sadie.
"Thank you, Jodie." The waitress nodded with a smile and bustled away.</sub>
Everything about it was warm and inviting, and there was usually a musician or band playing live. And they made the best mocha lattes. But with transitioning from being a student to being a teacher, Sadie hadn't been in there in a long time.
She pushed open the door, biting her lip and rolling her lip ring around on her tongue. She was greeted with a hug from one of the waitresses. "Sadie! Haven't seen you in a while."
"I know. I've been really busy and stuff," She replied, knowing that if things went like that usually did, there would be at least three more waiters/waitresses making comments just like that.
"The usual?" She asked, leading Sadie over to a table, her usual, actually; one between the platform where musicians played (where the acoustics were the best) and a window, so that she could enjoy the view.
The teacher nodded. "Yes, please," She said, settling into the seat and crossing her ankles. She blended in there, in her red and white striped short sleeved shirt and skinny jeans. Her dark hair was a little messy and of course she had plenty of eye liner on.
The waitress returned with a big yellow coffee mug just then, and she handed it to Sadie.
"Thank you, Jodie." The waitress nodded with a smile and bustled away.</sub>