Nyx ordered a small hot latte from the nice but confused looking girl behind the counter. She seemed just as distraught and distracted as everyone else. The girl, after a moment, took her order. Nyx bowed her head in thanks to her, and moved away from the counter. She looked at all the tables. There was a blonde young lady sipping hot chocolate at a small table. Nyx, standing to the side of the order counter, stated for a second. She had a very distinct face, she had seen her before. 

Nyx walked to the young woman’s table, removing the scarf from around her head. Her hair clung to the material, giving her hair a fresh new style called, “Dry and frizzy”.

“Um, hello. My name is Nyx. Is this seat taken?” She asked, gesturing to the seat next to her. 

[@smollestsnek]