( it's quiet and calm, the only sounds are the familiar ones of the coffee drip-brewing, a kettle being replaced gently on a stove. and finally, expertly, the aroma starts to fill the room around them.
it's still no leblanc roast but... it's a decent substitute. he's getting there. carefully, he lowers himself on the couch, holding out a mug for her with a sympathetic look.
futaba... really had been thrown for a loop lately, considering everything that had been happening to her in the past year. )
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it's still no leblanc roast but... it's a decent substitute. he's getting there.
carefully, he lowers himself on the couch, holding out a mug for her with a sympathetic look.
futaba... really had been thrown for a loop lately, considering everything that had been happening to her in the past year. )