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Matthew | Чернобог ([info]chernobog) wrote in [info]paxletalelogs,
@ 2011-09-25 10:19:00
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Care for a spot?
Who: Nathaniel and Dom
What: Nathaniel just wants some tea, please.
Where: Lobby of Pax
When: Today! Afternoon

Nathaniel had looked up tea houses while he was in his apartment. There was thankfully an assortment of places he could visit, small rooms and cafes that he could relax in and enjoy a cup, so quickly he dressed and went down to the lobby with every intention of visiting one of the houses.

However, his phone seemed to be having issues. While he had lived in California for nearly a year, he was still growing used to the ridiculously busy traffic patterns and roadways. Now he had to readjust his knowledge of the roads since he was leaving from his new apartment and not his old one. His phone served well and typically told him the route he had to take. Until the phone decided that it didn't want to work.

Cursing under his breath, Nathaniel stopped in the lobby and waited impatiently for his phone to begin working. He simply wanted directions to a tea house, any tea house. While he could make his own tea, he enjoyed socializing with other tea drinkers, or simply people watching. With another muttered expletive he glanced around the lobby and spotted another man. "Excuse me," he called out, his accent crisp as he stepped forward. "Do you happen to know the best route to Teresita Lane?"


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