|Henriette Stillman (not_that_henri) wrote in utr_logs,|
@ 2009-10-22 19:00:00
|Entry tags:||henriette stillman, thomas raith|
Who: Henn Turner & Thomas Raith
Where: Coffee shop in NY
When: Thursday afternoon
What: Crazy random happenstance!
Warnings: Possible, but surprisingly unlikely
Henn was making her final list for party decorations, things had settled a little at home, and at the Guildhall, so she was using New York as a stopover between New Orleans and London.
What this really meant was that once she'd finished her window-shopping she'd gone to get horribly overpriced teadrink and bask in the fall-weather crowd at the two-tier Starbucks not too far from the Halloween shop she'd been at.
She was in the upstairs, sitting in a window corner and finalizing her lists and plans, sipping at her chai and occasionally nibbling at the thick slice of gingerbread on her plate. She liked the upstairs because she could still get the contact buzz from the people downstairs without actually being bothered, there were a couple of med students taking up one of the mostly-comfy couches on the other side of the room, cramming for a test, but besides the upstairs barista the place was empty.