Perhaps... (20. Longing)

[geist_freund]

Sunlight oversaturated the empty café, everything lit warm, white, soft from all the windows catching the rising sun. Only two people were in the establishment, both sitting at a little table in their own delicately suspended universe of momentary peace. The small blond with a stack of pancakes in front of himself, watching a lazy curl of steam

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[geist_freund]

Heh, thanks! I never can judge my own stuff. >___O;