Coffee Shop, Central, Amestris - Saturday Afternoon

[tricksy_spy]

Aly had only been back in the Copper Isles for about three weeks , but she was beyond bored.  Beyond bored and missing Roy already.  She shouldn't be bored.  It was summer, and ships were going in and out of Copper Isles every day bringing new gossip and news and possible threats.  But even hunting down Uncle George's latest attempts to plant a

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[light_a_spark]

Roy glanced up from his newspaper at the movement, blinking at the familiar face sitting across from him.

"Wasn't it my turn?" he asked, voicing the first thing that came to mind.

[tricksy_spy]

"You were being slow," Aly told him.

[light_a_spark]

Roy raised an eyebrow and smirked as he folded up his paper, placing it on the table in front of him. "You mean you were impatient."

[tricksy_spy]

"That can't be right," Aly informed him. "I have amazing amounts of patience."