Serafina Pekkala - Coffee shop
Serafina sank gratefully into the comfortable chair of the coffee shop, her hands wrapped around her latte. She’d just gotten back from a straight turnaround to Greenland and was pretty shattered. But she knew if she had gone home to sleep she’d completely disrupt her sleeping pattern for the next week. So instead she had dragged herself into a coffee shop near her apartment in the hope that it would keep her awake.
She picked up the paper but had to put it down again when her eyes started to droop. Maybe she should have asked for that extra shot of espresso after all.