<i>Emmie. I like that.</i>Nella's smile widened and she nodded, twisting her hands in front of her like a school girl, excited like she hadn't been for years. The thought of a girl like her, Emmie, would even look at Nella as... as what though? It's not like she was this excited to meet her other neighbours, the old man living to her right with awful cough she could hear every morning, or the young couple to her left that held parties every Saturday and then had a huge argument about it the next morning? Those were neighbours, people living around you, near enough that you know intimate things about their lives, but not people that you deeply care about. Or leave notes for and then feel this flush of joy when they respond. But it's not like she knew all that much about Emmie, to call her a friend. Nella found herself hoping for it though.<br/><br/>"O-oh, it's... it's okay, I don't really see people much either," Nella let out a nervous chuckle, folding her arms to her chest to keep herself from fiddling a hole to her apron. It was an understatement anyway, not seeing people much, only people she saw were her family, which she tried to avoid, and her customers, who barely knew her name. Perhaps her boss, but he knew very little of her life afterall.<br/><br/>Request for 'cream and sugar' went quickly into 'company', and suddenly Nella wasn't sure how to act. Her eyes widened even more, and for a moment she opened and closed her mouth like a fish on land before swallowing and returning the grin.<br/>"I'll see what I can do," Nella turned around and tried not to sprint back to the counter. It was quiet to be sure, the man at the counter was toying with his phone under the counter, smiling to himself, perhaps texting someone important too. Nella stepped beside him and gave him a light nudge.<br/>"I'm going to have my break now, is that okay?" All she got as a reply was a quiet 'mhm' aimed towards the phone still, and Nella moved to take the cream and sugar from the counter behind them, along with a cup of coffee for herself before returning to Emmie. Her feet were barely touching the ground as she walked back and pulled herself a chair on the other side of the table from the girl.<br/><br/>"You'll get cold, you know, getting wet like that," Nella smiled under her brows as she poured some cream and sugar into her own coffee and started to stir it.<br/>"Or sleeping by the window like you do."<i>I'll get worried if you one day don't appear, worried and lonely.</i>