Luda
gay and tired
To say Emma was tired would be an understatement. She would describe herself as exhausted, worn out, drained, zombiefied, running on the fumes of fumes. Not only did she stay up too late last night, but she had skipped out on breakfast. Thankfully, her school day routine involved her stopping by a coffee shop that was only five minutes away from the college she was attending. She pushed through the door and took a deep breath. It smelled of coffee and sweet treats, also known as her fuel for the day. Walking up the counter, she smiled brightly at the barista. "G'morning, Santana." Some mornings, she didn't greet her by name, but she was determined to make this day a good one despite the rough start. "Can I get my usual coffee with three cream and two sugar? Oh, and one of those blueberry cake looking things." She gestured towards the display of baked foods. "I had a late morning and kind of have to grab breakfast on the go today. How's your day going so far?"
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