#since there is no black or dark greys in it

[gullwrites]

froyo cafe chats

wanted to write something fluffy with these two. or something. ehehehe <3

Summary: Klara decides to stop by a frozen yogurt place because she likes their coffee and meets her friend there.

no warnings or anything 🤍

Klara liked this place. Something about the light pink walls and light brown tables has always made her feel cozy, even if she only ever stopped there for a moment or two. She hadn't even tried their main products, actually, only ever stopped by to get a cup of coffee. The only place in this part of the city that actually had coffee flavor of which reminded her of hazelnuts and chocolate.

She stopped and hanged her coat in the closet next to the entrance, inhaling the scent of coffee floating in the air. The cafe was surprisingly full, compared to how little people she usually sees here. Which was fine by her, to be honest, she never liked crowded places.

Her coworker had recommended this place few months ago, after bringing coffee from here to a work meeting. Since then, she usually went here every time before a busy evening, be it work stuff or grad school classes or any other kind of appountments.

She walked to the counter and looked at the place's frozen yogurts, table full of colors and scents, air colder around it than in the rest of the cafe. She thought about it for a moment, but then quickly glanced outside. The weather was cold, would it make sense to eat something like that?

"Oh hey, Klara, how fun to see you here!" She heard Tobias's voice from behind, and turned to see it standing next to her. It was wearing an oversized t-shirt, its color reminding her of the little blueish 'grey' hairs it had growing on its frontal hairline. The shirt had a print square full of cartoonish cat doodles and a text 'The Atlantic Ocean Cat Show 2268' on the side of the print. It was wearing black leggings, with pink leg warmers that complimented its nail polish. Klara could feel the scent of vanilla coffee body cream she had seen in its bathroom.

"Hi! Uh, hey. Would've never seen you as a frozen yogurt person."

It chuckled. "My friends work here. One of them is working on a group project with me and we came to work on it before xir shift. We've been basically sitting here and staring at our screens since the morning."

The dark haired woman sorting the cups glanced at them and said, "Don't let it fool you, it has already eaten, like, four cups."

"Three, actually. I think."

"You paid for them in front of me, Ray."

"Oh, you know how I failed that one math class, Darya, don't be surprised about all this," it smirked at her as she came closer and turned to Klara, "We studied at MIT together. She's an economics grad."

"Uh-huh, thought I could go to some big corps and get lots of cash. Then something happened and I was like, 'yeah fuck this' and went to a normal job that has lower chance of getting shot. Just like Ray here," she chuckled and gently patted its shoulder, "And by normal job I meant opening this place. Kinda fun, ain't it? Name's Darya, by the way."

"Klara. We, uh, we're in the same bookclub with Tobias. Um, Ri-"

Darya squinted her eyes slightly, before saying, "Aha, another bookworm. Cute."

Klara smirked. "Well, I just got back into reading and all...."

"Oh, sweetie, don't be like that, that's a fun hobby. Besides, it's a fun way to make...friends," she glanced at Tobias who was silently standing still between them. "Okay, anyway, you two keep talking or whatever, I'll let Ibis and the other guy know you'll be stuck here for a moment or something."

Klara watched her walk to the table in the far corner. "She doesn't know why you're back, does she?"

Tobias looked in the same direction. "Pff, no one does. Except for you."

"Wow, I feel special."

"You should," it said, and turned to face her, "I mean, um. In a good way. You know, you're, uh, awesome, and all."

"Hah, I get what you mean. So are you," she smiled as she quickly tried to think of other topic. "What's this project you're working on?"

"Oh, uh, we're still polishing it up but it's going to be something about the differences of how Earth Board talks about some specific topic and how it compares to contemporary discourses. Or something like that."

"Doesn't sound like chemistry... at all."

"Oh, that's for a sociology course."

"Huh. Of course you're studying that."

Tobias smiled widely. "My, um, friend had this large text book about its key concepts. He used it as a makeshift shelf on his desk sometimes. I liked reading it during evenings before going to sleep. And so I decided to check it out more closely now."

Klara wondered if it's the same book she saw among the pile of bookmarked chemistry books near its bed. Though, how would it get it if it belonged to its friend. Did that friend give the book to it as a gift or something? The whole thing sounded weird. How did it read it before going to sleep, too. "Well, to be fair, it does sound like something you'd enjoy," she smiled. She had two compulsory sociology courses in her previous degree, and while it did seem interesting, the workload did not.

"Heh, thank you!"

"Not afraid a little research like that could affect chances of working for the Board or something? I think you'd have fun there."

"Hah, no, um, I'll rather pick a boring office job." It stood still for a moment, before adding, "And I can't really work there beacuse I don't have an Earth nationality. Really limits one's choices, eh?"

"Haha, um, yeah." She couldn't believe she forgot about that. "Their loss, really."

"Well, um, don't know about that..." It frowned slightly and Klara started to think of something nice to say to fight its self-doubt, but it had already switched the topic. "By the way, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, me? I'm just here for a cup of coffee," she said, and added quickly after glancing at its confused face, "I don't really know which flavors are good," she gestured at the yogurts, "and I'm a bit too busy - and, well, they're a bit too expensive - to check them all out..."

"Huh! Well, to be honest, you seem like someone who'd really enjoy the berry one. And the cinnamon roll one, it's sweet like y- um, well, you know, sweet like the actual kanelbullar, not the stuff Americans make with all that, uh, frosting."

"Yeah, alright," she chuckled and stood for a moment staring at the boxes of yogurts, before grabbing a small cup and placing one ball of each flavor it had mentioned. "I sure hope you're right."

"I am, trust me, they're really good." It stood there for a moment, smiling widely, as she poured the dark roast coffee in a take away cup, leaving a third for milk, and quickly emptied a small honey pack into the cup. As she reached for oat milk, Tobias asked quickly, "Completely unrelated. Where did you get that shirt?"

"Hmm... A thrift shop near my brother's, uh, farm. That's on the West Coast. Why?"

"Ah. Um, nothing, just marveling at it. The color looks amazing on you," it said and smirked, though Klara couldn't tell if it was doing it awkwardly or if that's just how it smirks sometimes. It did it quite often anyway, which she thought was kinda cute. Something she liked to see. She felt that weird mix of feelings looming somewhere in her brain.

And realized that she was still staring at it. "Uh, sorry, got lost in my thoughts for a moment. I have a long evening today." It was true, but not what actually made her lost in thoughts.

"Hey, don't worry, I do that all the time," it said and glanced at the clock on the wall. "Um. Hey, I should probably get back to my group work, huh? And finally let you do whatever you came here for instead of talking to me."

It's not like she wouldn't mind talking to it a bit longer. "Hm, don't worry about me, I'm in no hurry or anything," she looked at the table Darya had visited and noticed the two people looking at them, "Your friends... they do seem like they're waiting for you, though., so I guess it's more of me stealing your time."

"You're not stealing my time, every second has been quite fun," Tobias said, "But you're right about them, though. I, um, I guess I'll go there. Let me know what you think of those yogurts."

"Oh, I will, don't you worry about that."

"Great! Thanks," it stepped away, "And, uh, I'll see you around, then. At least on the next book club meeting."

"Of course. See you then," Klara said and smiled.

It walked a few steps toward the table, then stopped by the counter, slightly waving to get the woman's attention to itself. As Darya came closer, it said something to her in another language Klara couldn't recognize. The woman smirked and replied something, and it chuckled slightly in reply, added something and left to the table.

Klara stood for a moment, then took out her little journal to write a note to ask it about the language next time she saw it. She placed it back into her pocket. She looked for the right sized lid for the take away mug and closed it before finally making it to the counter.

Darya was already leaning forwards, smiling. "Talking with Toby always gets interesting turns, eh?"

"Hm. It's fun," she replied.

"Uh-huh," she smiled even wider.

"Why use 'Ray' if you know its preferred name, by the way?"

"Well, I didn't know you, and how much you know about it. Surprisingly much. Interesting. Good for it, I guess. You seem fun, tjej," she paused and smirked, "Sorry, had to. Saw it mention a Swedish word in a conversation and wanted to try it out. My partner's from there and is slowly teaching it to me."

"Huh, that's fun. Which part are they from?"

"Umeå. Said it's cold as fuck there. Are you also from there somewhere, sweetie?"

"No, San Francisco Bay, actually. One of my moms is from Skåne, though."

"Ooh, I've seen photos, it looks nice."

"Huh, yeah, I guess. Um. Speaking of languages, what were you speaking with Tobias a moment ago?"

"Oh! Persian. Its accent is awful though - I mean, it did pick it up again only a few months ago after not using or learning it for years. Something about its father, I guess. I'm native speaker so it likes to speak it with me. It's fun."

"Huh, interesting," she thought that she could still ask it about it anyway, maybe hear some more things.

"Yep. Your coffee's getting cold, sweetie."

"Oh, shit. Uh. I haven't even paid yet, hang on-"

"Oh, no, your order's paid already. Enjoy your treats, sweetie, hope we'll see you here again," she smiled and turned back to the coffee machine.

Klara stood still for a moment. She didn't remember paying for it or even getting a notification about payment request. Did Darya just decide to give it for free or something. No, probably not. A mistake, maybe? Not like she would mind that.

She looked at the table in the far corner, where the three were talking loudly about content analysis and the topic they wanted to pick. Tobias leaning on its arm, nodding along as another person was explaining something, it's brown eyes moving as its gaze wandered around the room. Klara kind of understood it, eye contact was the most annoying part of conversations.

Their eyes met for a moment, a short one, though maybe a longer than all the other parts of the room it had looked at. Could've been that she was just imagining, though, at least she told herself that it could have been that. The warmth of its gaze made her want to smile for some reason.

A thought came to her head, did it pay for her order while talking to its friend? Surely it wouldn't, why would it?

Klara sighed and picked up her coffee and a-bit-less-frozen yogurt, put on her coat, and walked out of the cafe.

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[lazilyhereandhazilyclear]

I was tagged by the lovely @thesadboisguidetolife to give this a go.

Rules: bold & color the ones that are true and tag whoever you want to do it too!

APPEARANCE:

i'm over 5'8” // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don't often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

HOBBIES & TALENTS:

i play a sport (or used to) // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIPS:

i have been single for over a year// i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETICS:

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS:

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle// i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies //i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs

i'll edit this post soon to tag others (trying to shift my hyperfocus to, like, maybe i should cook and eat), but here ya go.

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