They never had tea in
Spacecity
he always drank coffee. Everyone drank coffee, not maybe because they wanted that was just all there was he guessed.
He would have had either he thought. When his friend had invited him, Ryan. If he’d told him it was a coffee shop he’d also have gone. Wouldn’t be probably just got his usual. Or his usual down here, a mocha. He wondered if Ryan had started trying new things, like if he always felt as he was feeling now.
Now this was going on a hour longer than expected he googled the tea house. But it stayed open late, later than he expected and later than he had been out in awhile. The messages he sent him were not marked read.
He was probably driving. Probably would be there soon, he saw lights flashing the window but no one came in the door, must have been for another place. There was another place or two next door, but he didn’t even check what they were about.