“What is it?”
A bit startled, Meiru turns her head to the source of the voice. It was Sam’s,
the barista. He has just put down two glasses of iced coffee in front of Meiru
and Dia, the two of them were sitting at the countertop which was an extension
from the service area.
Meiru stares at Sam “What?”
“I’m just curious. You stared at them with an inexplicable expression in
your face,”