Our friend Java Who: Kitty and Warren What: A coffee run, catching up When: 8am Where: en route to cafe Rating/Warnings: N/A Status: Open | In Progress
It was early, but he'd already had his wing stretches that morning in time to catch the sunrise. Sometimes he missed staying in his home in San Fran and seeing the sunset over the Pacific. Or his home in Colorado. Witnessing the sun come over the Rocky Mountains was majestic glory. Though he preferred to fly, sometimes it made more sense to take the car. His modest Ferrari purred on the autumn leaf littered roads, bringing them to one of his favorite, if not the closest, cafe bistro's in the state. When you drove a Ferrari, everything seemed close.
He had the top down and some tunes on the radio and shot Kitty a smile in the passenger seat. "Do you want to drive us back when we're done?"