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Adelie inserted a blue, oversize straw into her cherry bubble tea, immediately taking a much desired sip of the pink beverage, resulting in draconian brain freeze. She giggled to herself and pressed her palms to her temples, stilling her thoughts until the acrimonious feeling had passed. It seemed she'd never learn, each bubble tea she'd ever ordered resulted in the same mind-numbing fervor.
She set down her beverage on the purple-stained glass table and glanced around the Bubble Tea Cafe, taking in the brightly colored decor. Amidst the cheery color, dozens of people populated the cafe, swiveling daintily on stools, waiting anxiously in line for their bubble tea, even entering and exiting the restrooms. Adelie was surprised her friends hadn't arrived yet, it was their typical meeting spot, and it was fifteen minutes past the time they'd allotted via text message.
She wiped her fingers on a napkin and retrieved her Blackberry from her pale cross-body purse. She'd received two messages stating:
>Running Late!
and
>Woke up late, c u in 30
but no word from the others.
Adelie chuckled, they never seemed to be on time! Adelie's tendency to be early often left her with time to think. Her thoughts were never especially stimulating, and it made her feel lonely and abandoned-- a feeling she recognized from her early childhood. Without the chirp of conversation, she often found herself singing quietly-- earning curious looks from strangers.
Adelie's head snapped up as she heard the door swing open, perhaps someone had finally arrived to retrieve her from the pit of boredom that she was about to slip into.
Adelie inserted a blue, oversize straw into her cherry bubble tea, immediately taking a much desired sip of the pink beverage, resulting in draconian brain freeze. She giggled to herself and pressed her palms to her temples, stilling her thoughts until the acrimonious feeling had passed. It seemed she'd never learn, each bubble tea she'd ever ordered resulted in the same mind-numbing fervor.
She set down her beverage on the purple-stained glass table and glanced around the Bubble Tea Cafe, taking in the brightly colored decor. Amidst the cheery color, dozens of people populated the cafe, swiveling daintily on stools, waiting anxiously in line for their bubble tea, even entering and exiting the restrooms. Adelie was surprised her friends hadn't arrived yet, it was their typical meeting spot, and it was fifteen minutes past the time they'd allotted via text message.
She wiped her fingers on a napkin and retrieved her Blackberry from her pale cross-body purse. She'd received two messages stating:
>Running Late!
and
>Woke up late, c u in 30
but no word from the others.
Adelie chuckled, they never seemed to be on time! Adelie's tendency to be early often left her with time to think. Her thoughts were never especially stimulating, and it made her feel lonely and abandoned-- a feeling she recognized from her early childhood. Without the chirp of conversation, she often found herself singing quietly-- earning curious looks from strangers.
Adelie's head snapped up as she heard the door swing open, perhaps someone had finally arrived to retrieve her from the pit of boredom that she was about to slip into.