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[ the past few days haven't exactly been the best for Soubi. it seems as though, after his art class, everything had started going downhill, and he doesn't know how to fix any of it.
he'd gotten up early this morning and made his way to the coffee shop, intent on getting himself something to wake himself up. like it or not, he's going to end up stewing over his current predicament, so best to do it with an alert mind, at least. he's seated at a table outside the shop, because he plans on smoking, as evidenced by the pack of cigarettes sitting open on the table. at the moment, though, they're untouched. he's got a cup of coffee--black--in hand, but he's only taken a few sips so far; it's still too hot, and he's lost in his thoughts. ]