-Tinsley POV-
Without a second thought—and still knowing that this is probably a bad idea—I walk in and stand in front of Amy's table.
I open my mouth to talk but for a moment, I hesitate as I see the coffee Amy is holding, boiling. And I now also notice that the edges of the plants that are near her table are burned, like when paper burns on the edges and leaves a dark mark around it.
Amy looks at me with surprise when she notices me. She seemed to be in a concentrating state.
My attention goes to the girls and the guy dressed in leather jackets and torn jeans. The girls look alike so I assume they are siblings. They both have light brown hair and brown eyes.
“Who are you?” I bluntly ask.
The girls seem to be in charge because the guy stays behind just watching. Now I notice t
