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[hr][center][sub][b]Location[/b]: [color=f7976a]Clinic > Cosy Bear[/color] [b]Interaction[/b]: [color=f7976a]Rhys the cat.[/color][@The Muse], [@Rodiak] (kinda) [/sub][/center][hr]

Even as a Londoner Beth never has been a fan of gloomy weathers but the rain right now surely feels like home. She let herself gaze out the window from her work desk, chin resting on one hand, lost way beyond the droplets that trickle down her window and was in deep unbridled contemplation. She had woken up early that morning, around 4 in fact, and started working on her medical journals and research. It was hard to break from both habits since she started med school, or it's just her impulsive workaholism rousing up again in this mellow, lonely day like it always does.

Rhys has had enough however, hopping up her desk and rubbing his furry head under her chin. It made her nose crinkle when his tail lightly touch her nose. Beth returned him a gentle petting. 

[color=f7976a]"Not a fan of the weather too?"[/color]

[b]"Maaow."[/b]

Beth has yet to experience a lot in this country, check out the sight and appreciate the sunny side of things but she didnt come here for a vacation in the first place. Taking care of Linda has its drawbacks and challenges. A whole year and that old woman has yet to recognize her, let alone call her by her name. To her she was "Randy", thinking about her son who went missing more than a decade ago. Beth's biological half brother. 

The doctor briefly gazes out the window, her hand still unmindfully petting her feline companion. [color=f7976a]"Seems like the weather's not letting up anytime soon. What do you think?"[/color]

[b]"Maow."[/b] 

Beth decided to get some coffee that morning as she hadn't gone out in the past 3 days. She thought of taking a break for awhile. Rhys, sitting still at the corner of the desk, observes his human organize her things before she leaves. She slipped her laptop in her bag, in case she ever felt like working at the cafe. Donning on her coat, she pets Rhys goodbye. [color=f7976a]"Watch over the office for me while I'm gone, ok? I'll be back soon"[/color] Rhys was blissfully grooming himself when she left the clinic.

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Her old beat up Camry needed some working to make it start that morning as the weather was relatively chilly. After stepping it up and muttering a few curses, the thing finally started and Beth heaves a sigh of victory. After finding a convenient enough place to park, which he never always had a problem with living in a small town, she opens an umbrella and walked towards the cafe. When she got inside she gently shook her umbrella dry, placing it on the rack and adjusting her barett, walked towards the counter.

[color=f7976a]"Good Morning."[/color] she greeted the barista in her usual formal and polite demeanour. The barista also greeted her with some familiarity, as she regularly comes in at the cafe ever so often, either working or just taking it easy. [color=f7976a]"A dark medium roast please. Hot."[/color]

Beth couldn't tell if it's just her but the cafe seemed to be a bit quieter than normal. There's the usual soft sounds of idle chatter, but maybe it's because she never usually came in this early in the day. She abruptly turned around and caught the attention of someone talking albeit, way above the noise range of the establishment.  

To Beth, a year in sanctuary isn't long enough to get acquainted or at least be familiar with the locals. Though she had seen or even interacted with some, it seems like there's still a few new and unfamiliar faces around town.

Beth observes the woman, unbothered and soaking wet but she didn't seem to care. She was more concerned, however, about the other stranger's business which, the doctor found the whole interaction between them quite amusing. The one she's talking to however, Beth knows. She could've seen her around the cafe more than once, a very distinct woman she thought, standing out from the usual Sanctuary denizen. She wonders what her intentions are in a place otherwise too conforming for the likes of her. Beth wasn't one to judge though but, was just mainly curious. 

The doctor has a way of analyzing and observing things, and the way she does it, is very obvious than she wishes. She was unmindfully staring at this point, deep in her thoughts, not even noticing the barista delivering her coffee on her table.