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The Perk, Sunday Morning
Mina Murray had heard radio last night, and it really had been a final straw for her.
This morning, she sat in a booth at The Perk, nursed a cup of coffee in her hands, as she wondered how best to disentangle herself from the situation. It would not be pleasant. But it needed to be done, for the sake of her and that big lug Minsc.
She felt like there needed to alcohol in her coffee, now.
[ooc: Open! Hey, she's a vamp. Angst has to happen eventually.]
This morning, she sat in a booth at The Perk, nursed a cup of coffee in her hands, as she wondered how best to disentangle herself from the situation. It would not be pleasant. But it needed to be done, for the sake of her and that big lug Minsc.
She felt like there needed to alcohol in her coffee, now.
[ooc: Open! Hey, she's a vamp. Angst has to happen eventually.]

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Thus he managed to be laconic even when ordering a non-dairy frozen mocha frappucino.
Mmm, frozen mocha goodness. This was one thing he'd missed living in isolated areas. Savoring the feel of a cold cup in his hands, he nodded in a friendly way at the other occupant of the shop.
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Perhaps it was an invitation to speak. A lady rarely struck up conversation with strange young men, after all.
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"Well, I shall not take up any more of your time, sir," she said. "I wish you the best in getting settled here."
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