It was a Saturday and the Written in Water was having one of it’s biannual sales: 50% off any book in the store, and a free pastry if you get a medium coffee, two if you get a large. The signs are all over the store, at the end of the stacks on the little rounders, above the magazines, and even on the small bulletin board that awakened and sleeper alike use.
Behind the counter of the café is a relatively new employee and the long stand barista Mr Crowley, although he usually works the cashier. Obviously the store has it’s usual customers, as well as the hipsters from SacState that use it like a coffee shop and a library.
On the other floors most of the private rooms are being used for study groups as midterms are right around the corner.
Okay people, congrats you have been dragged into a plot, aren’t you all happy.
Vassagon
will be your AST today, treat him with respect. His posts, although they do not carry a blue name, treat them as if they do.
Enjoy