It was a peaceful coffee shop, nice little decor and they had the most delicious pastries there. It was somewhat crowded, and it reminded you of home.

There was a small ping, and your eyes flickered over to take a small glance at whoever it was that just came in. He was tall, a dark mask covering his face.

You half wanted to get a better glance at him, but somewhat hoped he’d be eating a pastry in the coffee shop, or something.

You stayed quiet, noticing someone else with him.