( it's not so bad when the smaller details of how transactions work now have been figured out, but she's perfectly fine with going to a vending machine for her drink. black coffee in a can, beloved.
the crack of a seal being opened is what breaks her silence as they continue on down the way, sipping at it once before humming. for now, her pack and lighter gets tucked away in favor of finding a good spot to people watch. higher ground, maybe. )
I'd almost be surprised if they didn't double what's in 'em.
( it just seems like that'd be the case. efficiency in the consumption of things, and all that. )
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the crack of a seal being opened is what breaks her silence as they continue on down the way, sipping at it once before humming. for now, her pack and lighter gets tucked away in favor of finding a good spot to people watch. higher ground, maybe. )
I'd almost be surprised if they didn't double what's in 'em.
( it just seems like that'd be the case. efficiency in the consumption of things, and all that. )
Food next?
( street food better still exist, she swears. )