Since Kiet Chomesri had not taken any breakfast when she left her new villa, she decided to pass by a restaurant and have her breakfast.
The car came to a halt by the sidewalk and the she got out and then walked to an alley and after five minutes of walking, they arrived at the place.
One of Kiet Chomesri's favorite places in Kannika where she lived currently.
She used to be a citizen of the area until her parents parted ways and moved back with her mother to the other side of the country.
Kiet Chomesri particularly liked hiding herself in the new restaurant for relaxation, tasting a cup of perfumed coffee, especially in the cold weather.
The frigidity in the air shook her feeble body.
She tried to run into the coffee shop but her body was so tight that it could not move easily.
Kiet Chomesri opened the door.
The warm air in the shop treated her like VIP, massaging her numb leg and her blood started their cycle again finally.
The warm air welcomed her with a coffee smell, mixing the smell of chocolate and cakes.
The smell was so sweet that Kiet Chomesri was seeming to have a honey bath.
The smell was circulating the shop because the coffee bar was located near the left side of the door.
The first attraction for her was the baked foods.
They were tidily placed on the transparent glass cabinet, lining up and waiting for her to eat them all.
There were different types of cakes like Blueberry Cheesecake, Loafs and Cookies.
Up above near the ceiling of the bar, there were different kinds of packed coffee bean packed in white bags.
The whole setting of the bar allowed the customers to look at everything they could choose.
It was an open kitchen style bar.
Bartenders were great with clean and ironed uniforms, smiling white tooth and fluent welcome speech.
There were vintage photographs placed around the wall of the shop, allowing coffee tasters to admire the photo-taking techniques, and memorizing their past.
The dim lights on the nine feet ceiling was bright enough to shine on the chestnut colored furniture.
Her cup of Mocha warmed her freezing hands and she went and sat down in the corner of the shop.
There was a student lying on the table with his messy mathematics homework.
Also, a group of family members was whispering to chat with each other with smiles.
Children were drinking bottled warm water.
Kiet Chomesri tasted her coffee and savored the warmth of the chocolate.
The smooth steamed milk surfed in her mouth and the drink tasted very dense and creamy.
Sitting quietly on the soft sofa, she could listen to the classical music.
It was a clear guitar sound, performing a slow nursery rhyme.
People liked reading magazines, newspaper in the coffee shop, but she enjoyed relaxing herself closing her eyes there.
Although some whirring and sounds of coffee machine interrupted her timely, she still loved the place so much when she ever felt stressed.
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Once she exited the coffee shop, Kiet Chomesri felt the cold air once again.
She felt as if she could carry the warm air out for herself and herself only.
She then steadily walked back to the car and drove off to the company for the first episode shooting of the movie that were scheduled to take place on that day.
Her director - Director Erwin Chai son had already printed her a copy of the script and she had practiced it day and night for perfection.