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Aug. 9th, 2015 07:46 pmReid supposed he could have chosen a place just slightly farther away from Graymark Books than Petros Park but in all fairness, it's a very nice day outside and it'd seemed like a neutral enough meeting site when he'd suggested it to Hild via text this morning.
If it means it'd given him the chance to stop by to see Luke and take his friend a cup of coffee, so be it. Whether he'd needed to bring along the sandwich from a particular deli Reid had gone out of his way to visit isn't a necessary topic of discussion and anyway, only the customers in the shop who'd seen him and said hello upon recognizing him know that so he doesn't know what he's getting so internally worked up about as he wanders toward Hild at the particular bench near the fountain he'd mentioned with rapidly flushing cheeks.
"Hi," he greets, holding out another coffee cup to her that he plucks from the tray in his other hand--because he's not so completely blinded by the feelings he's not talking about that he hadn't thought to get a beverage for Hild, too, just in case. "It's black coffee, I don't know if you like that. I like tons of sugar in mine, so I brought extra just in case. Have you had coffee yet? I definitely came straight from the cafe and stopped nowhere else."
He frowns at himself, narrowing his eyes before nodding toward the bench and falling into Latin. "I am going to... just sit. And while I do, you should tell me how you are."
If it means it'd given him the chance to stop by to see Luke and take his friend a cup of coffee, so be it. Whether he'd needed to bring along the sandwich from a particular deli Reid had gone out of his way to visit isn't a necessary topic of discussion and anyway, only the customers in the shop who'd seen him and said hello upon recognizing him know that so he doesn't know what he's getting so internally worked up about as he wanders toward Hild at the particular bench near the fountain he'd mentioned with rapidly flushing cheeks.
"Hi," he greets, holding out another coffee cup to her that he plucks from the tray in his other hand--because he's not so completely blinded by the feelings he's not talking about that he hadn't thought to get a beverage for Hild, too, just in case. "It's black coffee, I don't know if you like that. I like tons of sugar in mine, so I brought extra just in case. Have you had coffee yet? I definitely came straight from the cafe and stopped nowhere else."
He frowns at himself, narrowing his eyes before nodding toward the bench and falling into Latin. "I am going to... just sit. And while I do, you should tell me how you are."
