July in Pines City seems to be the start of the bone-chilling season of 2019. Finding shelter from the cold rain and harsh wind is very crucial at the moment for Lany.
"Great now I'm regretting wearing thin clothes," said Lany. "Why didn't I follow my intuition this morning now it's so cold and this stomach of mine is grumbling in protest."
Hmmmm, sniff the smell of freshly baked delights and brewed coffee assaulted Lany's nose. Her instincts told her to follow the mouthwatering aroma quickly and that she did. She entered the cute café and made a beeline to a table near the walled-window.
Tori's cafè is at its rush hour Lany is in luck to find a table for herself. People came in crowds, maybe that explains why she found one, Lany is by herself. The warm lighting hanging from the ceiling plus the slow and deep beats from the speakers made Lany feel frustratingly melancholic. Alas, Lany's friends have busy schedules but they've promised to hang out once they're off duty.
"Good afternoon ma'am. How can i help you?",said the man behind the register.
"Uncle Rodge, ya know whenever ya call me ma'am it's annoying ,right? "
"Come on niece is that the way you greet your favourite uncle?"
"But I only have one uncle, saddest part is I have nothing to do about it," grumpily Lany responded. Uncle Rodge widely smiled to irritate Lany more.
With a deep sigh Lany requested,"One matcha latté please."
"I'm sorry we don't have it now"
"Uncle Roger!"
"Damn you don't have to be so grumpy, Lany. Good thing I'm in a good mood right now I'll be skipping on spitting in your latté."
"Urgghhh, not again Tito. How come you always have to slap it in my face it to me that you scored last night "
Not my fault you're single
"Tito,shhh", with matching icy glare Lany continued "that's a top secret, others might hear you."
The harsh wind blew inside when another customer came in. A man with expensive suit is yelling at his phone unperturbed that he's inside the café.
"Are you following me now?" said the man with quite an arrogance in his voice.