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[indent][indent][indent]Alva woke up at approximately seven in the morning. Her morning routine consisted of the usual brushing her teeth, taking a shower and doing her makeup. After a quick check on her social media accounts, she headed to the Apollo Cafe for her usual morning coffee. There was nothing like an iced caramel coffee with extra caramel and whipped cream to wake you up. 

The weather seemed to be just perfect, though there seemed to be some sort of tension in the air that she couldn’t quite place. She had heard a little of what had happened at Dallas’s party, though it wasn’t enough for her to actually understand anything that had happened. The more she thought about it, the more she tried to piece it together on her way to the Cafe. Once again, she failed. 

As she was walking into the Apollo Cafe, the door opened before she could grab the handle. A cool gust of wind followed, along with a few snowflakes. Alva was greeted by the sight of a man much taller than herself - though someone being taller than her was most definitely the norm. His height wasn’t what held her attention however. 

[color=dcc5ff]”How -- Who’s you’re godly parent?”[/color] she asked quite bluntly. 

It was yet another curiosity killed the cat sort of moment that she had landed herself in. She couldn’t help but to ask. After all, she could do the same thing that the man standing before her had just done - if he had done it. [/indent][/indent][/indent]