In the Parfaedia City during the evening hours, Almond Cookie, visibly fatigued, delicately sipped from his clutch of coffee as he emerged from a phone booth. His hair slightly disheveled and sporting noticeable under-eye weariness, he closed the door of the phone booth behind him and let out a tired sigh.

"Hm.."

He proceeded to observe his immediate surroundings, taking another sip of the revitalizing caffeine resting within his coffee clutch.