[Tadhana]

She walked into one of her usual after school haunts with magazine in hand like nothing had happened earlier. In fact, the memory of what had happened with that strange guy had been shoved in the back of her blissfully ditzy mind. As she walked in, she was greeted by a waitress whose name escaped her at the moment. Was it Candy or Cindy? To her, it didn't really matter. She liked this particular waitress because she was not as fussy as the others. Asked if she will have her usual spot, she nodded and headed for one of the more hidden booths.

She passed by two guys, one with noticeably red hair accompanied by a handsome fellow with dark hair. In that moment, a little flicker of recognition passed through her mind, although she couldn't place it. "Hmm. One of them seems familiar.", she mused as she took her seat and ordered chocolate pancakes with blueberries, her craving of the moment. "I don't suppose I'd forget mister tall, dark and handsome if I ever saw him, so it's not him." She smiled, leaned forward and placed the side of her head on the palm of her hand as if daydreaming as she thought of this since the dark haired guy had a striking resemblance to one of her favorite European stage actors.

"Mm, I suppose not. I don't forget a face like that.", she decided. "How about mister carrot top here?", continued her inner monologue as she turned her attention away from the two, focusing her attention instead on fiddling with the menu cards at the side of her table. "Naaaah.", she concluded right away, smirking to herself as she did so. So thus she ended her musings, not to be dwelt upon anymore, to focus her attention on more important things, like the pancakes that were just then placed in front of her, gooey and piping hot just as she liked it.