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[color=#998cd9] "Marmalade & sugar song, peanuts and bitter step~~"
"It's sweet and bitter and sends my head spinning round~!"

[b]Livius[/b][/color]

Fickle eyes roamed the grayness of the city, as delicate, cat-like footfalls hit the cement. Livius was much more of an urban person. The countryside mansion that he had once lived in had been terribly dull. The city constantly moved. It was awake. It was alive. Alive with people going places and businesses booming and cars irritably honking at each other when stuck in traffic. The city breathed. It was beautiful in its own way. Everyone at his old home disliked the hustle and bustle. They preferred the earthy smell of the freshly-churned soil, and fields of yellow wheat, and the gentle summer breeze.

The forests breathed as well, he supposed. But not as much ever [i]went on[/i] in rural areas. It was too much to spaced out for his liking. Thus, Livius's "punishment" of moving to Shine City was actually a reward. Let them toil in their dirty fields and drawl deeply while they sipped their old whiskey and watched the sunset. They had nothing else to do, anyways.

Livius roamed the streets. It was a crisp, December day. He had been wandering aimlessly, but settled on getting a cup of coffee. There was a cafe nearby. All he had to do was find it. Hands shoved into the pockets of his black hoodie, he shuffled towards where he knew the cafe to be. His baggy jeans and multiple layers kept him warm. He was a smart dresser, even if he looked a little ragged--hunched over and hair practically obscuring his eyes. His jeans had multiple patches--from where they had ripped and he had sewn them back together. 

He passed by businessmen and women, observed young children playing in the streets, and watched dutiful dog owners walk their pets. Every person had a story, and a destination. Eventually, the fine cafe came into view and he hummed. Maybe he would meet someone interesting today. Yes. He would definitely.

And it seemed that he had found such a person. Bright, pink hair caught his eyes as he watched a young woman, who looked near to his age, bend over and take a breather. She had been doing some running? Curiosity prickled at him, and he headed towards her. His steps were sly, hardly audible, and he watched as she looked into the window of the cafe. Just as she began to briskly walk once more, he spoke up.

"You seem pretty out-of-breath." He gave a short, amused laugh. His longer legs allowed him to stroll leisurely alongside her. "You should take a breather." His tone held a touch of genuine concern, but his smile was wide and mischievous. "Why don't I buy you a cup of coffee or something?" Little did he know, the female actually worked there. "Name's Livius. Nice to meet you."

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