Ryan didn’t even remember what he’d brought for his formal wear. Or fancy wear. Or whatever they called it.

You know Keith told me that fancy dress in England didn’t mean that it was nice, but more like a costume. Ryan said. I had no idea how to reply. That dude...

It was different Pete told Ryan. It was really different but not for a good reason. 

They sort of chuckled together. Ryan was similar. When he came back down he reached out to some old friends. They weren’t doing much, or they were more judgemental towards him. Some even didn’t...

Isn’t this place like sick Ryan said. He was nodding up and down, but his face had gotten serious. He drank his tea out of a small cup, while Pete finished his coffee. 

Yeah Pete said. It’s nice I never really knew about tea before. They both sort of looked...

During his thinking about clothes, but before his coffee was over he saw again the familiar headlights from a car pulling into the tea shops parking lot. 

This time it felt different. The car was moving fast. And it reminded him of how his older sister used to drive. Always...

Pete sipped his coffee still steaming. He had no personal style. Or nothing he curated thoughtfully, just sort of wore things. Most of them were from when he moved, out of his moms, but realistically most were before that. Some t-shirts from high school. Jesus. He was wearing one now. ...

An uncontrollable feeling came over him, and he looked around the cafe. There wasn’t too many single people. A group of friends was off sort of in a different part. Lots of older couples. Had already passed through the gauntlet. He was the only guy he could tell. If there...

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...

It was now almost an hour. His tea was getting cold. Not that he minded it though, the whole experience. He was pretty happy about, it was one of those things that would make him always want to do things like this. He felt like the first hour after a...

"I'll just a take a pot of this, or something like it."

"Yes, a convert, uh we have a few, this is a more lighter one, so won't be so punchy."

"Cool, I'll, yeah take a pot of that."

"Its good for a first date." The tea guy said and winked. 

He wanted...

The cafe was warm. Sweaty even. From the outside the windows were covered in steam. He didn’t understand why, until he opened the door. Tea, the cafe really only did tea. He hadn’t seen this before. There was no large espresso machine proudly displayed for you to see or a...