Ange, once away from the stranger, knew he had to find a way to calm his nerves, which would be easy; drawing and having a nice cup of coffee. He went to his apartment to grab his art bag and went on his way to his favorite coffee shop, which by now, knew him by name. He got in and looked for a relatively secluded table, but of course, by this hour, which was nonexistent... He then noticed someone sitting alone, thinking that maybe he could possibly try and sit with them. He comes up with an idea of how to approach them without seeming like a total idiot and decides to put his plan into action, after all, the most they can say is no. "Hey, mind if I sit here?" He asks the person, unsure if he sounded too weird or too eager, too much of anything...
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