[Even if her words were... far too blunt, she did mean it in a nice way. He didn't need to be concerned for her, when it was her that bumped into him. Which is why her brows furrow at how uncertain he seems to be, tilting her head as she watches him.
She doesn't hesitate to follow after him, watching as the barista heads into the storeroom, before glancing up at the menu. Quiet for a moment, before glancing over at him once more.]
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She doesn't hesitate to follow after him, watching as the barista heads into the storeroom, before glancing up at the menu. Quiet for a moment, before glancing over at him once more.]
... What kinds of drinks do you like?