Neveah finishes her breakfast slowly, because she wanted to savor the day for some reason. She leans back in her chair and sighs, thinking of what she would do for the remainder of the day. She could window shop, or go to the beach, or even go back home and rest. She couldn't make up her mind, so in the end she just continued to lean in her chair, disappointed with herself. She should've been able to think up something.