[It’s that goddamned door again. The last time he saw it, it led to a cafe — which was nice. The not nice part? It also led to an awkward confrontation down the line, in the middle of “work” hours, and Jake doesn’t want to have to deal with that shit anymore. He knows better.
Or… he should.
He ends up stepping through the door again, anyway, against his better judgment. Because sometimes an escape is worth it. Sometimes he doesn’t want to think of their next job, lined up after they’ve barely had a breather from their last. Sometimes, he just wants some fucking caffeine.
So here is is. Jake sidles into a seat, looking over at Monts.]
Yeah, sure. [His eyes scan the cafe, curious but subdued, mostly.] …This place hasn’t changed.
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Or… he should.
He ends up stepping through the door again, anyway, against his better judgment. Because sometimes an escape is worth it. Sometimes he doesn’t want to think of their next job, lined up after they’ve barely had a breather from their last. Sometimes, he just wants some fucking caffeine.
So here is is. Jake sidles into a seat, looking over at Monts.]
Yeah, sure. [His eyes scan the cafe, curious but subdued, mostly.] …This place hasn’t changed.