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*Lottiepot* · 09-04-2023, 08:21 PM

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Nettie needed a midday coffee.

She usually got by with just her one cup of coffee a day, but her workload had increased this month with all the kids going back to school, and she'd fallen a little behind. Now that they were all BACK at school (which also served as a reminder to how old she was getting, YUCK) she could finally catch up on all the books that needed some TLC that she had seriously been neglecting.

After a long morning, she found herself at the coffee shop and decided to order a latte. Most days she got an espresso, but she didn't want to be up too late tonight. Ugh. Listen to her! Talking about not wanting to stay up all night thanks to caffeine, she really WAS getting old.

Sitting at one of the tables, she sighed and took a sip of her latte, pulling out her to do list and trying to plan her afternoon.

Likewise Bowie had a slight reliance on drinking coffee in order to keep himself awake. Working in the music industry meant keeping some rather odd hours and late nights were not uncommon. Last night he had been working in the studio with a young up and coming artist guiding them through the experience which took a lot longer than expected.

It was the reason he had descended down into Espresso Patronum for a large cappuccino (or two) before he started the process all over again that night. Despite the slight bags under his eyes, he was in good spirits as he greeted the servers with a friendly smile that met his bright blue eyes. His long blonde hair was tied up in a bun that bobbed along as he sauntered over to find a seat with his coffee in hand.

It had appeared however, with the children back at school and the adults taking advantage of the relative peace and quiet of an emptier street, that everyone and their mother had the exact same idea. Regretting not checking first or taking his coffee to go, he glanced around for a solo seater, his eyes settling on a lady on her lonesome. “It must be one of those mornings” he chuckled, approaching the table. “Do you mind if I sit?”

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