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Lucille looked around town, smiling at the joy that was around him. He would always be thankful for how much life had to offer. But right now there was one thing on his mind, the search for either a tea or coffee cafe. Although most areas had coffee shops, fining a tea shop was always a rare and wonderful find. Not many places had tea shops, and the ones that he could find were always very wonderful finds with teas that were suited for the area.
Lucille kept walking until he found a quaint little tea shop and walked inside. With a smile he would order a pot of the local tea mix and a sandwich for himself to enjoy to himself. Then when the tea was ready, he would take his tray and bring it out to a table outside to enjoy the fresh air and watch the time pass by in the quaint little town. But before he would watch, The Composer would pull out a book from his bag.
This book was indeed intreging. It was given to him by a quiet girl. It had been a long time since he had seen her though, but he had hoped to see her soon. If it wasn't for those horrible men who had locked him up to be someone's private song bird he would've seen her already. Lucille missed her quiet company, she would just sit there and join him in a library or a coffee/tea shop. They would communicating to each other through little notes. When they weren't together, they would write about what happened since they're last meeting and wait until they were apart again to read what happened. At this point, Lucille's letter was about two pages now thanks to the struggle he went through. But until they would meet again, Lucille would keep reading his book in hopes that he could hand it to her when they met again.
Little did he know that today was definitely going to be an interesting day.
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My stage:A tea shop in Cecera
What's on my mind:What a beautiful day
My status:100%
My heart is trapped by:no one
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