Poetry Cafe

the cafe where Blair works.

Crew

 * Blair Moore


 * Boss



Regular Patrons

 * Mia Lazzari-Qian
 * Carson Mackenzie
 * Sadie Hawthorne
 * Red

Menu
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Poetry Night
Poetry night takes place every Friday. Performers include Blair.

Character Study
<2017/11/24>

"yep! thinking back on it earlier, i remembered that this exercise would be a great way to introduce the titular cafe in the second book! which is where Blair works and performs poetry on Friday/Saturday nights ♥ hence why Mia glances at the counter and Carson knows what's on the menu" hehe i like it! i also like to think she rests her arms and elbows on the table and looks around the cafe for a bit before ordering, without looking at the menu yes! her knees and feet are parallel to each other, which seems stiff at first, but she leans forward onto her arms and elbows, slouching somewhat. things are a duality with Carson - her upper posture looks relaxed and calm, but her lower half is stiff and seemingly unyieldhing. Carson’s hands curl into relaxed fists tucked into her arms, and she has a loose smile too, but her foot taps the floor sometimes too. her arms are crossed over each other, and her fists tucked into the crook of her elbows. and it's not so much impatience as it is a hint of underlying anxiety (he is such a little showboat) (i bet Luke a practitioner of the act of manspreading, isn't he) (i hope he grows out of it) she opens the door with one hand, the other primly tucked to against her shoulder and the strap of her bag. she gives a brief glance at the counter (quick, discreet glance to see if Blair's working) and crosses to a booth table, by the windows of course, sits down swiftly and delicately drops her bag down next to her on the seat. i was thinking either tea or espresso hehehe. she's a regular! if Blair is working, Mia goes to sit at the counter! if she isn't she has her regular booth table
 * okay, so Lizzie pushes open the cafe door with her eyes on the floor, briefly looking up to look for a seat. eyes back on the floor, scampers over to her table and pulls the chair out and takes her seat, pulling the chair in as far as she can. reaches for her book, hunches over and buries her nose in it
 * hmmm. Carson... jogs up to the door, pulls it open, waves and smiles at the counter, scans her surroundings to ensure she doesn't accidentally trip or knock something over? pulls out her chair, sits down and takes a look at the menu. at some point somewhere she probably wipes sweat off her brow. ...kind of like Tadashi, with a few modifications??
 * Luke... is wandering by, looking in all directions, until he does a double take through the window of the cafe, face lighting up as if he's found something interesting. fixes up his hair and clothes before sticking his hands in his pocket and kicking open the door. he smiles and jerks his chin up "hello" and saunters over to his chair, pulling it out and sitting. he throws one arm over the back, leaning back or slouching in his seat and starts looking around the place
 * Mia's weighed down by a bag containing what looks like a million books. but once she sits down, she crosses her legs, head propped up on one hand, the other resting on the opposite arm. she gazes out the window for a few moments, takes a deep breath and sighs. then she takes out her textbook and notes and gets studying @_@ oh, let me guess, there's a huge mug of coffee waiting for her on the table :p
 * mmmm... i want to say that Ethan... pushes open the door with one hand, the other in his pocket. pauses in the doorway while he puts on a small smile and tiny bow of his head, then goes over to his seat. crosses his ankle over the other knee, puts both forearms in front of him on the table, leaning forward to scan the menu

ahh, he appears quiet and subdued at first, but with a careful ear the other customers can hear the jingle of Ethan playing with his keys in his pocketed hand, which, when seated, he takes out and continues to play with them while he scans the menu. instead of both forearms on the table, only one rests on it perpendicular to his body. he props the elbow of his other arm, keys in hand, instead. his posture is relaxed but refined, subdued but with a soft, friendly smile. he's dressed quite nicely, a clean peacoat, depending on the weather, a scarf around his neck, crisp slacks (no jeans!) and black boots. he has an easy but long stride to his gait, one hand is almost always tucked into his pocket (keys) with the other often clutched either to the lapel of his coat or holding his phone. chin up, eyes clear, a steady smile and a small bow of his head as greetings whenever someone looks his way definitely a messenger bag kind of gal! definitely a bored expression on her face! i love the pen playing. a fountain pen? ;///; and she changes from playing with her pen in her to resting her chin on the back of her palm, looking bored out the window? Blair carries two books with her, both hardbacks. one is the current poetry book she's reading, the other is a worn ring notebook (where she writes her poems!)
 * my first thought of Sasha was half-sprinting to the cafe, pushing the door open with both hands, half-ducking into it to look at the counter before she waltzes in, waves, and goes to Mia's regular table, whether or not Mia is even there. ​​​hehehe, always going somewhere she is, a true track athlete
 * what if Blair... strolls in with a book clutched in one hand, a messenger bag slung over one shoulder (she just seems like a messenger bag kind of gal to me??), face schooled into a neutral or bored expression. sits down with a forearm resting between her body and her book, and her other arm propped up, her hand playing with a pen...