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[color=FCCDE9] ♡ Time:[/color] Early Afternoon 
[color=FCCDE9] ♡ Location:[/color] The Coffee Pot
[color=FCCDE9] ♡ Interaction:[/color] None yet
[color=FCCDE9] ♡ Mention: [/color][@sempis][@MsMorningstar]  [/center]

	The girl in the oversized, pastel blue sweater was seated in the back of the cafe with a laptop. Her long, brown hair was neat and ran down her back. She kicked up her sneakers up on the chair ahead of her on her table. [i]Done with Love[/i] by Zedd was blasting in through her pink headphones, jumping from ear to ear in such a way she could not help but bop her head in public. People were glancing over at her but she had no shame. Annaliese was used to people staring at her. She was never sure why but she did not really care. She was an odd girl and she was aware of it. Having never had a close friend would do that to someone. Though she was sometimes awkward and antisocial, she was very secure in herself. She had always been alone and was comfortable with it. Annaliese knew maybe she was a bit too comfortable but she figured with all this new freedom, she'd get out of her comfort zone soon. 

	She had been here for a few minutes after The Coffee Pot opened with the intent of working on her assignment. Instead, she had been jamming out and watching random cat videos. Laid out to the side of her laptop was an assortment of three different pastries and a large caramel drink that looked like it could have given someone diabetes in two sips. She had eaten a mostly healthy diet all her life but now that she was free from her mother's influence, she overcompensated. All her life, she had stayed rather petite. Annaliese figured she had a fast metabolism. At least, she hoped so.

	Her eyes traveled to the cinnamon bun and her brown eyes lit up. [color=FCCDE9]"Oh I didn't forget about you, cutie-pie."[/color]She whispered with a grin and picked it up to take a bite. She paused as she was forced to take in the environment for the first time since buying the sugar feast. Her grandma had been pushing her to make friends, telling her it was bad for her mental health to be alone all the time. Some people here seemed close to her age. Moving her headphones gently down her head to her neck, she decided to focus in on a boy and girl having an exchange at the register. They ended up sitting together a moment later. She figured they were probably on a date or something. The last thing she wanted to do was third-wheel, right?   

	Annaliese had a bad habit of making excuses and she knew it. Before she could really call herself out on her own bull, she got distracted by the cinnamon bun and decided to continue her journey.