<strong>Maria Park</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Paris, the flat<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Sumari, Sully, John<br/><hr/><br/>"Coming right up," Maria told Sully, playing the flat's barista like she did on the mornings when any of the others took her up on her offer to fix them up a coffee. She remained focused on what she was doing and didn't really pay attention to the conversation going on behind her, although she could kind of follow anyways just by overhearing.<br/><br/>John seemed a little concerned about Sully, and Maria could pretty much see why, but she preferred not to get involved. It wasn't really her style to pry into peoples' personal lives, especially when they clearly seemed closed off like Sully usually did, so she just let him do his own thing figuring that if he ever needed help, he would ask.<br/><br/>"Nail lacquer...Rimmel...darkest blue you can find and a fuschia..." Maria replied to John a bit absentmindedly while she folded the milk into her second cup of cappuccino. She decided to spare John the feminine hygiene products, figuring that it would be awkward enough for him to go looking through the nail polish display. Awkward but kind of funny now that she thought about it, at least to her.<br/><br/>She took a quick sip from her own cappuccino to make sure that it was up to snuff before presenting Sully with his at the table. Maria planned on getting brunch with some friends in between her first and second classes, so she was skipping breakfast for now and sat at the table with nothing but her cup of coffee. She was usually multitasking in order to get more things done, but this little morning ritual was one of the few times where she just took it easier and allowed herself to relax.<br/><br/>"Oh, and stop breaking your stupid clock," Maria scolded John, finding it ridiculous that he couldn't control his impulse of throwing it what seemed like every other morning.