The Perk, Saturday Morning

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As much as Ghanima disliked the pre-processed abominations that the staff at the Perk claimed were 'tea' or 'coffee', she had to admit that their freshly roasted blends were acceptable on the early mornings when she did not feel like grinding her own.

There were some mornings where laziness won out over quality, and the morning after chaperoning the prom was one of them.

Ghanima claimed a spot near the window where she could people-watch, sipping her coffee slowly. For some reason, the island seemed abnormally busy today, although she could not yet put her finger on the why.

Yet.


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