1000yearstoolate"A cup of loose leaf tea, preferably made by someone wearing some kind of gloves, if you can manage that."
The barista eyed Seivarden suspiciously.
She was in a good mood, and was taking that out on the staff of The Perk, in the sense that there was hardly any questioning in the tone of her voice of their ability to serve her order.
They were surprisingly efficient today, she noted briefly, oblivious to the likely reason, and then found a table by the window. Was it the good breakfast, she wondered, or just that having a part-time roommate was just what she needed? One whom, although they might not be close, was a reasonably civilised person with good cooking skills. Of course she wasn't going to stay here for long (she kept insisting on this, even though thinking about it was starting to make her uncomfortable), but making her life more pleasant while she was here was always a good thing, wasn't it?
Smiling, she sipped her tea and looked out of the window.
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