Chris' head hurt. A throb pulsed from his left temple and behind his eye, aching enough to make him squint slightly. He didn't need his glasses at the moment but he was tempted to wear them during classes to hide the squint.
He rubbed a hand through mottled hair that he'd given up trying to hide with gel. He hated it, the flicks of grey, black and the light and reddish browns that took over, it just looked awful.
"Morning," Ellie was tired herself, ragged and worried, like she always was before the true moon
Chris glanced behind him before scrubbing a hand through his hair. "Morning..." He was surprised she was talking to him after last time.
"What dya want?" She asked him sharply
Chris winced at the tone. "I just came in for a coffee."
"'Kay," she spun on her heel.
Chris pinched the bridge of his nose before rubbing his temples. He should have just got a coffee at work.
Ellie returned, put the coffee down, her hair bright in the light,
"Thanks," Chris said, pulling his wallet out to pay.
"Counter," Ellie snapped
"Right." Chris muttered, picking up the coffee as he moved.
"What did you expect me to be pleased to see you?"
"No. I expected you not to even speak to me," Chris admitted.
"So we're a step up," Ellie muttered
Chris' brow creased. "Can I just pay so I can get to work?" he asked, rubbing his temple.
Ellie held out her hand for the cash. In the sun her white hair glowed
Chris handed it over before pocketing his wallet and turned to leave.
Ellie refused to back down head back to her work
Chris left the cafe, sipping his coffee as he went. It wasn't the best idea to have one with the headache he had, but he was knackered.