It is midday and Hendrix had found a very good spot at the cafe on the road side. He knows that the two ladies he had in his company were both hungry, thus, he made the order.
Ava had ordered croissants alongside ice tea, while Sophie had taken donuts with hot chocolate tea. She seemed to be enjoying herself too much to even border about the chocolate drip beside her mouth.
Since they were outside, the young man enjoyed the breeze that flushed through his entire body, and that was essential for him to know that he has the fresh breeze on his face.
Hendrix had only a cup of latte to warm his throat off.
"So you both have any luggage?" Hendrix asked starting a conversation.
"Only a small bag with a few of Sophie's belongings, and my clean underwear to change into. The trip wasn't programmed as it seems to be," she said as she crease her forehead.
That is quite true, and she as certained that the young man had heard him so well.
