pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2009-11-09 13:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | del, jazz, ota |
Mocha, Evening, Jazz and OTA
Jazz sat at a table in the Mocha, sipping a coffee and ignoring her speech flash cards. She'd thought a quick coffee break and a change of scenery would help her focus, but turned out she was just as inclined to slack off here as she was at home. Her mind was still prone to wandering and replaying memories from the past week.
Tom had said she could see right through him, and she hadn't challenged that, but truth was she'd never expected what he'd said, what he'd offered. There were still times she wasn't sure if it had really happened or not and she always ended up smiling stupidly at nothing as she reminded herself that yes, it had.
Like now. She caught herself grinning in the general direction of someone in the queue, someone who was looking back at her in an confused fashion, and looked away, clearing her throat and blushing lightly, but still smiling.