
"As long as its hot, its good for me." He replied, letting the door close behind him. He pulled off his hood and shook out his head, sending drops of water flying in all directions. "Sorry," he apologized with a small smile when several landed on Angelina. Shivering slightly, he pulled the wet hoodie off his skin to let the warm air from the coffee shop dry him.
Angelina smiled sweetly. Then, she strode quickly up to the counter with a confident air, as if she had been there often. The woman smiled casually at the two. "Hey, what can I get for you?" She asked, brushing a wispy strand of hair away from her face. "I'll have my usual; what would you like, Eli?" Angelina asked, looking over at him with her big, soft brown eyes.
"When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay." - Brian Aldiss
"When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay." - Brian Aldiss










