You look over at her, she's wearing her hair down, sitting on the bar stool next to you in a white tank top and staring at her tea like it wronged her. She made a face after taking a sip and lets you try it.
You secretly love it when she lets you take a sip of her drinks.
To you it tastes fine, but you make a face anyways to show mutual support.
She's wearing eyeliner again, just the wings, and for some reason it looks amazing on her...
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