Raven led Katarina to a bunch of places he could think of at the top of his head.
They began with a small cafe tucked away from the bustling streets.
Inside, the smell of coffee mixed with the scent of old books lining the walls.
Katarina's eyes widened as she took in the cozy atmosphere.
"It's… cozy."
She murmured, holding the warm mug Raven had ordered.
"Usually quiet this late. Mostly locals looking for peace."
They didn't linger long. Soon, he led her through winding alleyways to a ramen stand.
Katarina laughed softly.
"I haven't had ramen from a stand in years."
"It's better when it's spicy."
"Ah?"
It seemed like Katarina was reluctant.
Raven urged.
"Try it."
Katarina held the small shaker of spice, hesitating.
"Are you sure?"
"It's the only way to eat it.
Raven grinned, nodding toward her bowl.
