Afternoons and coffee spoons

Afternoons off were a pleasant thing for Sybil. She was reveling in the free time, her semester over and new courses not starting for a few weeks more. It was a sunny day, and there were markets on in Darrow. It seemed as good a reason as any to wander up and down through the stalls, and she'd bought some flowers for her apartment before wandering her favourite little cafe. Her plan was a simple one, order tea and pastries and spend the afternoon reading a novel and watching the world go by. What could be better?

In the end, she found herself bored. Perhaps it was that she'd spent a number of days this same way, or that the book that she had wasn't that engaging. Sybil found herself watching the Sunday afternoon crowds, making up stories in her mind for people she saw. Until she saw someone that she thought she knew, walking alone. "Elizabeth!"