Starbucks
Coco was enjoying a late night summer breeze seating on the outside of the Folsom boulevard Starbucks in Sacramento.
She enjoyed the warm wind gently brushing her hair. Summer nights in California, it had been a while, she realized.
The Mekhet was busy checking her profile in Facebook when she decided to send a text to her friend, Claire. She wanted to see how the Lord was doing. Maybe she would bring the Rolls.
Text to Claire
Tonight she was wearing blue denim shorts over her stockings, a pair of blue all star and over her shoulders was a fashionable light black coat that covered her T.
Hopefully Claire wouldn't be long.
In the meanwhile she picked up the menu and tried to figure out what her living self would have selected... it was an exercise to keep those memories close to her.
A quick browse made her realise that now she wouldn't have to worry about the calories...
One of the few good things about being immortal.