[Jasper walks into the coffee house with the confident air of a gentleman used to people holding open doors. He denotes the people and environment with no small amount of skepticism - a sign of high standards - and presses his lips into a frown.
Does the presence of strangers thrill him? The potential for forging bonds and finding friends? Not particularily. He has too much to think of at this moment. One old friend should be here but is not. That makes the strong smell of food and coffee a little bit too weak.]
I welcome the chance to discover what the people there are like for myself.
[His sharp tone hangs on the air, his flat mood a stale presence in a lively place. His message is clear: I don't need help.]
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Does the presence of strangers thrill him? The potential for forging bonds and finding friends? Not particularily. He has too much to think of at this moment. One old friend should be here but is not. That makes the strong smell of food and coffee a little bit too weak.]
I welcome the chance to discover what the people there are like for myself.
[His sharp tone hangs on the air, his flat mood a stale presence in a lively place. His message is clear: I don't need help.]