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[color=a6c4ff][b]Time:[/b][/color] Sunset
[color=a6c4ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ember Grove University's Cafe
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There was a quaint cafe situated on the edge of Ember Grove’s university campus, where Ava found herself spending a good deal of time since her arrival in the quiet town about a week ago. The cafe itself was decorated almost like a modern cabin in an autumn forest. Dark, greyish wood lined the floors and walls, and dim lamps that perched against the ceilings created a rustic atmosphere. A fireplace crackled in an area with beanbags and other cushioned seating, spreading warmth and the smell of burnt oak through the cafe. Ava was delighted upon coming across this gem of a place - they made good coffee, and the interior design made it a little difficult for a lot of sunlight to poke through. It was easy to be sufficiently safe from the sun if you ventured a little further into the establishment.

Ava had been deeply absorbed in a novel - the second installment of an epic fantasy series that had come into popularity in recent times, about a medieval world riddled with political strife and mysterious magic. An ash-hued mug sat on the table, with a faint rosy stain against its rim, and half a latte resting inside despite having been there for a good couple of hours. Despite her apparent deep concentration, a gradual hike in volume centered around the front of the cafe was enough to force Ava to glance up. A group of students crowded the windows, murmuring and whispering about whatever it was they saw.

Outside the tall glass storefront, Ava caught a glimpse of what everyone had been so curious about. A black Rolls-Royce had pulled up in the faculty parking lot nearby, and out stepped a suave man, dressed and groomed like the rich CEO of every teenager’s self-fulfilling fanfiction. Two bodyguards followed suit shortly after he left the car, walking with a level of sophistication and glamour that felt unfamiliar to the modest town of Ember Grove. The crowd of girls that gathered to gawk traced their eyes on him like a hawk would towards their prey.

Ava folded her book, keeping an index finger between the pages she was currently reading, and picked up her now cold latte with her other hand. She sunk back into her seat and took a sip as she watched the students disperse like rats back into their corners of the cafe, as soon as the man was out of view. 

[color=a6c4ff]“Hey Sarah,”[/color] Ava called out to the barista on duty, whose name she had learned earlier that day. [color=a6c4ff]“What was all that commotion about?”[/color]

Sarah whipped her head around from the espresso machine she had been cleaning, before finding that it was Ava who was speaking to her. “Oh, um, I think it’s some high profile art exhibit that’s happening on campus tonight.” She cocked her head towards the cafe’s door. “I think that rich guy’s probably a part of it.”

The edges of Ava’s lips lifted ever so slightly, enough to show confirmation of some kind, though most wouldn’t call it a smile. [color=a6c4ff]“Thanks, Sarah.”[/color]

Ava pondered the event for a brief moment, but her attention quickly returned to her coffee and novel. Without giving it much of a second thought, she opened her book again and returned to the fictional world between its pages.