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</div>Name: </span></b>Eric Maxwell<br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">Date/Time:</span></b>Day 1/early afternoon<br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">Location:</span></b>Coffee shop<br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">Wearing:</span></b><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">Content: </span></b>getting caffeinated after a busy morning<br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">Tagging:</span> </b>Open<br/><br/>Standing in line for his second coffee of the day, Eric took the time to sweep his luminous blue gaze around the coffee shop and felt a smile curve his lips… they were doing really well with this place, it looked charming and comfortable, without venturing in the tackier side of trendy.<br/><br/>Since he was sixteen, Eric had used whatever free time he had to do freelance website designing, something his keen attention to detail and organizational skills helped him to become very good at, it was good honest work and it could be quite fun too, it was a win-win really.<br/><br/>The Clyde Coffee shop’s website was among those he’d been paid to spruce up and make appealing to potential new and existing customers, they had sounded very pleased with the job he’d done over the phone and from the looks of things, their customer count had gone up. Good on them, he was glad for it.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Eric was extremely keen on getting a taste of this coffee, reviews had said the coffee here was exceptionally good for it not being one of those big chain coffee shops.<br/><br/>Coffee was an addiction of his, he especially loved imported coffee from places like France, Italy and Colombia. The taste of each country’s coffee was so different and unique, it was his goal to try every country’s coffee.<br/><br/>Hm… would his Luna like coffee too? Perhaps this could be something they shared… maybe they could even go to one of these countries for their honeymoon and sample the coffee over a romantic breakfast.<br/><br/>He chuckled lightly to himself… he was so ready to become mated, he was already started to fantasize about romantic dates to enjoy with his woman.<br/><br/>All that stuff his father had told him about wolves needing their Luna to feel content and whole was starting to make a hell of a lot of sense… the uncomfortable restlessness, the lonely ache in your heart and your loins… nothing helped, not for any of it… only his Luna could bring him the peace he so desperately desired. Only her love would make him whole.<br/><br/>“Next!”<br/><br/>The female voice shook him loose from his thoughts and he offered the barista behind the counter a friendly polite smile before he approached, he took a subtle sniff of the air… she smelled nice, but she wasn’t his Luna… his father said there would be no mistaking the scent, his inner wolf would know immediately. His father had said his mother’s scent had just about knocked him over with how wonderful it had smelled.<br/><br/>It was difficult to imagine his powerful father almost toppling over.<br/><br/>“I would like a hazelnut creme latte please, double shot of espresso” He requested, doing his best to very politely pretend as though he didn’t notice the way the girl was trying to bat her lashes at him or give him a coy little smile… he wasn’t here to play around, but he didn’t want to go around hurting girls feelings either.<br/><br/>Females were capable of the great miracle of life. They were to be respected, cherished, and revered. They were goddesses in human form.<br/><br/>“Sure thing… anything else”<br/><br/>“No, that will be all, thank you very much” Eric replied, his tone ever respectful but giving no chances of letting the girl think that it was any use continuing to flirt with him “What will that run me?”<br/><br/>“6.50” The girl replied, looking only mildly deflated when it was clear the handsome raven haired man wasn’t biting her bait.<br/><br/>Pulling his wallet out of his back pocket, he fished out his credit card and passed it to the young woman behind the counter, she ran it and passed it back.<br/><br/>“Thank you” Eric replied as he put the card back in his wallet and moved over down the counter to wait for his coffee to be ready.<br/><br/>He glad he’d already gotten himself settled into his apartment early this morning, done a small bit of shopping for some personal touches and all that, the rest of his day was his to do with as he pleased… which he intended to use for exploring Butte… sure, he might not find that special scent in one day, but it couldn’t hurt anything to try.<br/><br/>“Your order is ready… Eric…”<br/><br/>Eric gave the girl a polite smile as she read his name off the cup in a slightly suggestive tone… okay, so she had one left in her, determined girl, he could respect that.<br/><br/>“Have a lovely day, Miss” Eric replied, grabbing his coffee and making his way to leave the coffee shop.