The brown wooden chair creaked ever so slightly as the weight of a person pushed up against it. Kaz looked at the plate in front of him, nothing but crumbs from the sandwhich littered the ceramic. It was a delicious lunch indeed, far better than anything he could have made himself at home, yet not as good as one of his fathers signature sandwiches. Kazue's father could have use the exact same ingredients the cafe used and it would still be more satisfying. Maybe it's the feeling he gets when he eats homemade food, regardless of what the food is. Nonetheless it was a good meal. 

Kazue looked up from his plate to the coffee mug that sat before him. The mug had a little heart on the side with a wavy handle. He grabbed it and tilted the mug towards him, looking inside the mug to see how much coffee was left. A small puddle of coffee accumulated at the bottom of the mug, all the coffee that was on the walls of the mug dripped to the bottom leaving only a sip. It crossed his mind to order another cup, but he didn't want to stay any longer than he had to. Even the the place was growing on him pretty quickly, the atmosphere in the cafe was a bit suggestive and Kaz didn't exactly want to be associated with that stigma. Kaz put the mug down and reached in his pockets, although usually empty he found the coins and pulled them out. He put them on the table, paying a little more than he needed. He considered it the tip.

Kazue, finally ready to leave, pushed his chair away from his table, about ready to stand and leave the cafe. As soon as his chair stopped sliding, he began to stand up, only to be interrupted by a falling person. This took him by surprise. He fell to the ground with little to no effort to keep himself up, this was the result of his poor decision making. He wasn't sure if he should turn and catch the person as he started to tumble, or grab for the table and hold himself up. Either way, what ever decision he choose, it was to late to initiate. Now, the only thing he was thinking was curse words.

He and the person hit the floor with a thud, he lied there for a second to determine rather he was hurt or not. He was fine, his head throbbed slightly but that was about it. He put his hand to the back of his head and rubbed it a bit, sitting up in the process. He looked over to the person who'd fallen with him, realizing it was a girl. This girl had long black hair that was spread out all around the two of them. Kazue's immediate reaction to seeing her was to question whether she was alright or not, but he gave her a few seconds.

"A-Are you alright?" He mumbled, still a bit discombobulated. 

Kazue looked at the girl who lied there, only able to see the back of her head he didn't really know who it was. He didn't really try all that hard to recognize her knowing full well it was futile to tell who it was from the back of her head. Only one thin came of that, he concluded that she had nice hair. He starred at her for a few moments, as if the thought of standing back up eluded him. The girl started to move, instantly making Kazue blush a bit. This small ruckus had evidently made it hard for Kazue to focus, he'd just realize that this girl might actually be hurt.

"Do y-you need help ??" He stammered.  

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