Merlin; the greatest warlock to ever live. (bornwithmagic) wrote in welcomethreads, @ 2013-08-12 18:12:00 |
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Storybrooke, Maine was different from everything Merlin had known. He was apparently from a very long time ago. As if that wasn't confusing enough, everyone seemed to be brought here from different times. The one that threw him off the most was having Morgana here. He was avoiding her more or less. He didn't know what to say to her or how to treat her as if she hadn't spent the majority of her time the last few years trying to kill Arthur. Those were thoughts he was dismissing as he opened the door to the local coffee shop. Coffee was something of an acquired taste and to be honest Merlin didn't completely fancy it. The more he drank it, the more the beverage seemed to grow on him. He looked around, his focus being those faces behind the counter, looking for a certain face. Merlin couldn't help the smile forming on his lips when he spotted Bonnie behind the counter taking orders. He had talked to her briefly over the journals and then ran into her again here, the next day. Since then he had been stopping in often. Maybe he wasn't coffee's biggest fan, though it was growing on him, he did enjoy chatting with Bonnie. Merlin waited for the line to move until it was finally his turn to place his order. |