06-28-2021, 08:22 PM
[glow=blue,1,400]YES, SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE, LIKE THE FEEL OF YOUR HAND IN MINE — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
"Thank you." Firefly smiled at the barista as she wheeled herself to the counter to retrieve her drink. The lady behind the bar didn't seem to hear her, and had already gone about her business when Firefly had reached the pick-up station. A thick slab of marble greeted her eye-line with her tea resting innocuously above her head. The countertop was no doubt raised higher than normal to account for children who might want to reach over and disturb the drink-making process, but it sure was a hassle for seated people such as herself.
Firefly resigned herself to grabbing a part of the counter and pulling herself up high enough with one hand to snatch her prize with the other. She fell back into her chair with an ungraceful plop, resulting in a few precious drops of her tea landing in her lap, but it was a small price to pay for the treat.
Quite pleased with herself, Firefly surveyed her options. A cool but cramped shop extended before her, cozy enough for an able-bodied individual but not necessarily friendly to wheel-bound people such as herself. The heavy cushioned chairs weren't easy to move and the tables with lighter, wooden chairs were arranged close to the back of the room. On the other hand, she could swelter in the heat and allow her perfectly crafted milk tea to be watered down by prematurely melted ice.
Unimpressed by the second option, Firefly steeled her resolve and wheeled herself further into the shop, settling down at a table whose chairs had been left in disarray by a previous guest. Happy to sip her drink in a less crowded zone, she set her sights on people-watching. A table over, a young man was perched over a collection of books. Firefly craned her head to see what he was so intent on. Natural numbers... integers...
"Number theory!" The strawberry blonde burst out before she could stop herself. "I took that last year, I couldn't even get through it, I had to switch to a different major."
Firefly resigned herself to grabbing a part of the counter and pulling herself up high enough with one hand to snatch her prize with the other. She fell back into her chair with an ungraceful plop, resulting in a few precious drops of her tea landing in her lap, but it was a small price to pay for the treat.
Quite pleased with herself, Firefly surveyed her options. A cool but cramped shop extended before her, cozy enough for an able-bodied individual but not necessarily friendly to wheel-bound people such as herself. The heavy cushioned chairs weren't easy to move and the tables with lighter, wooden chairs were arranged close to the back of the room. On the other hand, she could swelter in the heat and allow her perfectly crafted milk tea to be watered down by prematurely melted ice.
Unimpressed by the second option, Firefly steeled her resolve and wheeled herself further into the shop, settling down at a table whose chairs had been left in disarray by a previous guest. Happy to sip her drink in a less crowded zone, she set her sights on people-watching. A table over, a young man was perched over a collection of books. Firefly craned her head to see what he was so intent on. Natural numbers... integers...
"Number theory!" The strawberry blonde burst out before she could stop herself. "I took that last year, I couldn't even get through it, I had to switch to a different major."
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