It was half-past five when we stepped inside the Brewery Café; we sat in my favorite spot next to a strange vase that has some artificial cactus in it.
Just every time I'm behind everyone's sigh I feel like I'm safe, but the real main point of that spot is that to see the passing by vehicles and people from the inside, I always enjoyed observing the surrounding whenever I'm having my favorite drink. It's just no one would ever believe that the most fearsome delinquent in SLU prefers drinking milk.
"So, what do you want to drink? It'll be my treat." Sattela being generous today, what's up with her? She must be up to something to use my favorite café as the setting for her to set me up, she's not bad not gonna lie.
"Nah, I'm fine. Letting a girl treat me a drink would leave a bad taste in
