um. i don’t go out a lot so… no… i mean about cafes. cake, though? i love devils food cake. *he has to lick his mouth at the thought of it as Roxy continues to sniff ahead of them, sticking her face here and there to get a good whiff of things*
She squeals a bit, hands cupped together. “Oh I love that flavor! I’m a sucker for chocolate!” She walks carefully, making sure not to hit any sidewalk ice as they walk. “Well..then we can go to this cafe I know. A friend took me there for his birthday recently. It was really cute in there and the entire front of the store is a window with counters and little stools so you can look out at the scenery.”
Thinking back on that day made her smile. “Granted the scenery was just a bunch of people walking back and forth and other store fronts but we’re supposed to be making up stories about people’s lives, right?”
…y-yes, that works..! *oh god don’t show any anxiety or fear at the idea of watching people through glass or the threat of them looking back. already he’d seen people glancing his way as he walks with her, but he focuses on Roxy, brave for him, strutting out in front of them as if the street were hers and hers alone*
sounds good… w-who was the friend who took you…?
Jack Maple 