At The Bistro

We continue chatting about the different districts in the City, and where she should explore first being a brand spanking new Citizen. As we walk inside the bistro, I notice a couple sitting at one of the outside tables. Both nursing a black coffee, the teens were more interested in the Citizen’s car than each other. When I first saw them, they were dressed in nondescript jeans, shirts, and hoodies. Appearing very much the background, very easy to overlook.

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