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[every_blossom_blooming]

Nina popped out of her seat when she heard an order called out. Inej had introduced her to this cafe that managed to blend breakfast and dessert and she decided she would probably just live here. Their waffles were wonderful, and if she was honest with herself, she was starting to fall in love with their French toast as well. SHe didn't know who the French were, but their toast was amazing.

Today, though, it was waffles. She got up to the counter and nearly bumped into another girl, reaching for the same plate.

"Oh, sorry," she laughed, realizing she hadn't even listened for a name that went with an order. "I thought these were mine."

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[hebeimmortalized]

Jillie sort of freezes for a second, looking at the girl who almost stole her food. "Oh, it's whatever," she assures. "Happens a lot here." In a rare moment, she's alone. It seems like lately, she's almost always with Paul. Which is great, honestly. She's starting to realize that she's kind of in love with Paul, a lot. But he's at work, and Jillie had wanted out of the house, so here she is.

And she's pretty excited about the waffles here.

"Did you legit get the same thing?" she asks.

[every_blossom_blooming]

"I definitely ordered pretty much the same thing," she admitted. "I think I asked for extra whipped cream on mine. I think I would live here if they didn't close every night. They'd have to roll me out."

Nina realized she was looking this girl in the eye and she couldn't help but smile, and maybe she peered down to see if she was wearing heels.

[hebeimmortalized]

She isn't. Today, it's Chuck Taylor high tops to accent the skinny jeans that hug her curvy legs like they've been painted on. Her hair is long enough to actually put into a messy bun at the back of her head, and she has a floral headband to hold the shorter strands up off her face.

"I think you're onto something," she decides. "Living in a place like this would not be a hardship, except maybe on the arteries."

[every_blossom_blooming]

Nina just grins. "I have a trick for that. I'm Nina." She offered her hand to the other girl as another plate of waffles was put on the counter - this one with extra whipped cream on the side.

[hebeimmortalized]

"Jillie," she says, but she doesn't accept the hand. She's getting better at random touching, but it's still an upward climb. Instead, she picks up her tray. "Come sit with me," she adds, so Nina doesn't think she hates her or something.

[every_blossom_blooming]

Jillie wasn't the first person Nina had met that didn't like being touched, so she took that in stride and followed the other girl to wherever it was she was sitting.

"Have you tried the French toast here? I almost got that instead."

[hebeimmortalized]

"I'm not a huge fan of French toast, actually," Jillie admits. "Like, if you're gonna have toast, just have toast. If you're gonna have eggs, just have eggs. If you're gonna mix 'em together, make a casserole, or something."

She sets her tray down and chooses a seat, then makes sure there's room for Nina's tray. She grins a little when she sees the food.

"I can't believe we ordered the same thing. That's fucking epic."

[every_blossom_blooming]

"I think I'll try it anyway," she said as she happily spread whipped scream over her waffles even before she sat down. She settled at the table Jillie chose and plucked up her maple syrup.

"There were a few little places that served amazing waffles in Ketterdam. Only part of that city that made living there worth it."

[hebeimmortalized]

"Where's Ketterdam?" Jillie asks, cutting into the corner of her waffle. She feels like she's heard that name before, but it's hard to remember exactly where. Paul tells her about Fionavar sometimes, but he's so good about it: when Jillie feels like the lines between reality and fantasy are blurring, all she has to do is say a word, and he stops. It's reassuring. But she's not entirely sure he's where she heard 'Ketterdam' from.