Megumi Cafe`

[The Lost Elegy]

A relaxing place, done in the old england style. A room with a peach like wallpaper with green and pink floral pictures, along with a comfy lounge area. It's basically the perfect place to catch your breath and relax.

 

[The Typical Daydreamer]

Here again...
I thought to myself as I sipped my coffee when my mind was in a deep daze. It's about the holidays now and I have a week or more off of work, but... I don't like doing nothing all the time. I didn't want to bother my parents even though I probably would like my mother's nurturing to clear my head. Sigh... I should pay her a visit sometime. Hm... wonder how that id-

"Oi!" A voice had called out to me that had suddenly entered this cafe. Could it be...?

My body automatically turned itself to face the door, my eyes averted in the same direction."Hm?"

He rushed over here as fast as he possibly could (I presume so since I've never seen someone move so quickly in a walking motion) and placed his hands firmly to my shoulders. "Hey, it's you! How've you-?" The guy, who'd I remember to be Kyle, quickly interrupted himself and shook his head. "Wait wait... no time for all of that chit-chat. You have to come with me!"

"Uh?" All of a sudden, I was lifted to my feet after my coffee cup was set down and then rushed out the door. "H-hey! I didn't get to pay!"

"Already gotcha covered!" Kyle had winked at me as we sped-walked right down the street to a place I had no idea of existing.

Bother...

 

[The Lost Elegy]

Ah, this place. Such an aroma. It has always been a pleasure coming here. As the kind employee's greeted me, I greeted back and made my way to the counter.

 

[merobean]

A small bell rang over then door to the cafe as it swung open to reveal a tall blond man stumbling in, almost dropping his scuffed guitar case on the threshold. He breathed a sigh of relief as the warmth of the cafe embraced him, the scent of caffeine calming him as he searched for a place to stow his instrument. After leaving his guitar under an empty chair, he hurried over to the counter and scanned then menu feverishly.
"Can I help you, sir?" asked a man behind the counter. The blond looked up, startled.
"Oh, uh, s-sure," he stuttered, running a hand through his tousled hair absentmindedly, "Can I have a medium peppermint mocha?"
"Or course, sire. Is that all?" asked the barista.
"Yeah, thanks," said the blond with a grin.
"That'll be three-twenty," said the man behind the counter as he handed him a steaming cup. The lanky man reached into his back pocket, but found only two, crinkled bills. Aw s**t, just my luck, he thought as color flushed his cheeks.
"Is there a problem, sir?" asked the barista quizzically.
The blond glanced up and smiled sheepishly. "No, no, everything's cool, let me just..." He searched his pockets frantically, hoping against hope to find something other than lint, but to no avail. He glanced around the small café frantically. I'm so screwed!!  

[The Lost Elegy]

I had notice the male ,next to me, having trouble.
"Hey, I'll have a black coffee, put it together with this guy's mocha." I spoke up as the employee nodded, and I handed the amount of money to the casher. As the person handed the coffee to me.
"Enjoy sir."
I said, smiling to the blond and went to sit down on the couch.

 

[merobean]

The blond stared down at the cup in his hand, shocked by the stranger's random act of kindness. Noticing the good samaritan making his way back to his seat, he ran after him to thank him.
"Hey, man thanks. That was really cool of you. I'm Oliver,” he said hurriedly with a grin.  

[The Lost Elegy]

I smiled back to the guy. "Nice to meet you Oliver." I nodded to him. "I'm Hiroshima." I said, reaching out to him to shake.

 

[merobean]

"You too," said Oliver, shaking Hiroshima's hand firmly. "Can I sit here?" he asked, motioning to the seat beside Hiroshima's.  

[The Lost Elegy]

"Sure" I replied. "I don't mind." then taking a sip out of my coffee.

 

[merobean]

"Thanks," Oliver smiled as he took the seat. "So Hiroshima, were you named after the city?"  

[The Lost Elegy]

"Heh, I guess you could say that." I replied.

 

[merobean]

"Cool," said Oliver as he sipped at his drink, "I always wanted-OUCH!" The blond quickly drew the mug away from his mouth, sticking his tongue out as his expression pulled into one of hurt. "I burmnd meh tungge!" he exclaimed incoherently. He pulled out his phone and began to inspect his reddening tongue in the mirror. "Oh dann et."  

[The Lost Elegy]

I chuckled to ths site of Oliver, who burnt his tongue. 'Who the heck is this guy?' I thought, and spoke, "How 'bout something cold to cool you down?"