Ambient Chatter...

"For real?!" "Totally! and then he..." "Can we get the chubby hoops?" Mother's laughter "They're called 'donuts', dear..." "so did 9/11 happen on November 11th or September 9th?" "I— what!?" someone opening Clash Of Clans "Um... H— ho Lee Fock your latte is ready...?!"

As bit of Jun's Cafe's ambience dissolves into silent giggles and chuckles, you settle into one of your table's cross-back chairs and enjoy a delicious (edit whatever you ordered here). If you took in your surroundings, you'd hear the ambient chatter blending seamlessly into the Lo-fi music playing on the radio. You'd smell the sweet, sweet aroma of all the donuts, cookies, brownies, on display. You'd see cozy, nicely lit and professionally decorated café interior. Standing behind the reception counter is the barista, Jun, who's attempts at maintaining an unbothered façade is betrayed by the bright red 💢 on the side of his head due to the prank tha—

Ring ring! Door opens...

"Hi Jun!"

Jun's anger vanishes Everyone turns their heads Ambient Murmuring ensues

"isn't that..."

"Could it be...?"

"Theres no way..."

The silent murmurs continue... for about 0 seconds before the chatter explodes from local library to school cafeteria. Standing at the entrance is a cheerful young woman with short lavender hair partially tied into a ponytail wearing dark purple glasses and sporting an outfit bordering on formal and casual. There was NO mistaking her identity.

"It's Emily Goldwyn!" Exclaimed someone.

As soon as Emi heard someone blurt her full name she places her hand on her hip and raises her eyebrow before cheerfully dismissively at the costumers.

"Please, let's skip the formalities for today. Today, you call me "Emi"!"

Suddenly, you caught her eye— like REALLY caught her eye. In seconds, Emi was already standing over your table, her eyes scrutinizing and her fingers on her chin. After a moment, she finally asked.

"Whatcha wearin'?"

This is the part where you detail your outfit.