In a blink of an eye, Four days had passed with them having a firm hold over their respective assignments.
Walking into the Teahouse, the door bell made a loud jiggling sound to announce their arrival. Wooden floor and equally wooden walls. Painted in a light shade of pink, with pink rose, filled several flower pots layer at the corners of the wall. The place gave off a peaceful vibe, the sweet smell of those scented tea permeating through the air gave one an impulse to breath in more than you should and never breath out. The square metres cut out by the wooden walls making the borders of the house was just enough to look like a medium sized Diner. In fact that was what it was.
