Who: Malia Tate and Logan Danvers What: Just a random conversation When: Thursday morning Where: Starbucks Warnings: TBA Status: Closed/On-going
Going to Starbucks was usually an exercise in failed patience for Malia, and yet she did it anyway. This time it was because she had to head in to work and there were some days that she just needed caffeine to deal with customers. She had a feeling in advance that this might be one of those days. Yes, David didn't particularly care if she snarked at customers, but she actually liked him so most days she at least tried to play nice.
It rarely lasted, but she tried.
She was waiting to the side for her drink, and it was busy enough that it'd be a little bit even with as efficient as the baristas were, so she dropped down into a chair at the nearest table. "Hi," she said with an almost scary cheer for her to the lucky -- unlucky? -- recipient of her company. "I'd ask if you mind, but too late."
Thankfully she was pretty sure Logan at least knew what she was like, even if they didn't know each other all that well. They'd been around each other at Pack events, thanks to her father and brother being a part of his.