Sat across you is one of the four horsemen given the name of "Famine". Such title fits her always discontent appetite, eating whatever piques her interest. Fortunately for a puny vessel of the human race like you, you are not classified as a disturbance or danger to a powerful being like Fami.

You two sat at a table closest to a huge, rectangular shaped window. The fragrance of both savoury and sweet pastries filled your nostrils with a delightful scent. Fami looked out the window, silent.