[OPEN] Oh, hello there [OPEN]

[drew jones]

Drew sat down at the table, her fingers played with the straw in her coffee. It swirled the liquid around, mixing in the sugar and creamer. "You seem to have an admirer." She laughed looking back at the girl behind the counter. She sat forward in her chair, one leg crossed over the other at the ankle, and she sipped from her coffee, being careful, hoping her tongue wouldn't endure a burning sensation. "Do you work?" Her voice chirped as she sat the coffee back on the table.

Her arms rested on the table as she leaned over on them, feeling more relaxed. Drew took in a deep breathe, the smell of coffee was her favorite. A smile traced over her lips, lightening her face. "What is it like to be a werewolf?" Her mind was curious. The books only told of encounters with werewolves or made up stores.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

He glanced over his shoulder at this. "Guess I do," He huffed with a smirk, dropping into the opposite chair with a gusty breath, taking a sip of his coffee before leeaning back and crossing his arms over his chest. "Being a werewolf?" He shrugged. "Let's just say it's...rather painful shifting when it's not a full moon."

He glanced up at the ceiling. "But other than that, better eyesight, keener sense of hearing and smell."

[drew jones]

Drew giggled, almost like a school girl. "Lucky, nothing special comes with being a fallen angel. I mean the wings are nice, but being kicked out of heaven isn't the best thing to go around and tell people." Her pupils dilated as the coffee slipped from the cup, into her mouth, and down her throat. "Still a little too hot." She choked.

She laughed to herself. It had been a long time since she had grabbed a coffee with anyone interesting. "So, how are you a full blooded werewolf when your brothers are only half?" Her head tilted slightly and a bang fell across her face. Drew was glad that the library was a lonely place, she didn't have to rush through the coffee to get back to work. She was debating the thoughts that ran through her mind. It was as if the Devil and God were arguing in her head. /Make a move/ /Make a friend/ Blah. Blah. Blah. Drew shook her shoulders, as if to get rid of them like they were her concision on her shoulder.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob chuckled faintly as she swallowed a mouthful of the hot coffee. "Ah, that old story. My mom's human, dad was lycan. Guess being first born had its benefits." He shrugged faintly. "Dunno exactly. More of his genes than hers or something. Still have human blood in me, just not enough to completely count. Masks my breed to certain others though, that smell to each species and shit."

He tooked a hesitant sip of his own coffee, stretching and rolling his shoulders.

[drew jones]

"Interesting. Never read that before.. and I've read plenty of books." Her laugh echoed through the quiet coffee shop. Drew wrapped her fingers around he coffee mug, her tongue tracing her bottom lip, tasting the flavor of the coffee. "Hmm.. Bonfire.." Her eyes began to read a sign in the window.

"Been awhile since I've been to one.." Her eyes rolled to JAcob's face as she realized she still had company sitting with her. "Uh.. that was mostly to myself.." An innocent smile crossed her face, "Being in a library all day has made me talk out loud... so it's not quiet all the time." Her cheeks flushed red and her head fell to hide the rosey color. "I'm not crazy.., I swear.." Drew giggled, her eyes glaring at the coffee lid.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob chuckled at this. "Mm, I think we alk have a little bit of crazy in us somewhere," He breathed truthfully, green eyes reflecting his gentle smile as he studied her a moment.

He shifted his weight, reaching for his coffee to take another sip of it before he set back down, again crossing his arms over his chest. "I know I do."

[drew jones]

Drew smiled, but had grown bored of the coffee shop. She felt as if she needed to move, to get the speed up. Get more action invovled. A sly smile pulled at her lips and leaned forward. "This is kinda boring, how about we go somewhere? No truck, you have to walk." She laughed, and slipped from her seat, pulling at his hand for him to get up. As he did, she began towards the door holding it open for him before walking out herself. His hand was still in hers as they left the store, but as they slipped aronud the corner she let go and began to look at the new buildings on the street.

"Hmm.. So where's a place thats fun and exciting?" She asked glancing up at him. Their bodies were only inches apart, their hands bumping every once and awhile, and their steps in sync. Drew's hair waved around her face in the wind. She slipped her hand through it, hoping to calm it down, but with no luck. They came to a crossing, and Drew happily leaped to press the button before standing beside Jacob again. "Hm.. Your even more gorgeous in the sun." She laughed with a smirk.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob chuckled. "Fine," He huffed, standing when she pulled on his hand. He followed her out of the coffee shop and down the road, debating. "Hm..We could go wander the mall, dunno."

He laughed at her next comment. "Nah, I'm not that good looking."

[drew jones]

Drew looked up and down the street before heading across. Would anyone even be at the mall? Eh, she didn't care. Mapping the way in her head, she turned left and began her route to the mall. "Sounds good enough. It's too early for anything exciting anyways." She hummed, her eyes glancing over Jacob as he disagreed.

"Yeahh, you kinda are," Drew laughed, "Plus your a werewolf and your name's Jacob. Every twilight fan girl would be all over you. Be careful though, some are super crazy." She shook her head as she remembered seeing crazy fans all over the news when Twilight had been turned into a movie. She rolled her shoulders, her hidden wings acting up.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob scoffed. "I hate that, you see?" He complained dramatically. "I exsisted long before that damn chick flick did. They stole my identity. It's okay though, I'm better looking than Taylor Lautner."

Soft, husky laughter and he cleared his throat before lighting up a cigarette. His phone buzzed and the tugged it out, the stick hanging from his lips as he replied to a text and pocketed the phone before fishing around for his lighter. Finding it, he paused a moment, lighting up, then began to walk again.