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[burningbow]

Who: Mirai and Miyume.
Where: Chagall Cafe, Sannomiya.
When: Friday 14th April.
What: Coffee.


Mirai was one of those who came to coffee houses to relax and watch people as they whizzed past; he also found himself visiting them if they were independent, where he could sit down in a swish chair and thumb his nose at the lesser people who refreshed elsewhere. He would also visit the cooler they looked in the window. This chain had been the easiest to find, and was known to be popular with students and chic clientele.

A heaven-sent look of relief came at this news. He had a certain image to maintain; as he walked past the window he could see himself lounging back in a window chair, one leg crossed with a newspaper open on his lap and a coffee in hand. He could see Miyume waiting by the door too, and casually waved a hand before sliding both in his pockets.

"Hiya, Miyume-chan."

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[phantomcloud]

"Hello, senpai," Miyume murmured in greeting, glancing up shyly through her lashes at Mirai. After all, she had an image to cultivate as well. Her hand trembled slightly in a way that wasn't entirely a feint. Her cheekc flushed a pleasant pink.

She didn't say anything else just yet, still overcome by the sheer wave of powerful emotion. To all appearances, she looked much as she had on the bleachers, upset and in need of comfort by a senpai.