Snippet #1930880

Lisa joined the queue, humming something vaguely heavy metal to herself as she peered at what was on offer. Wrinkling her nose at all the fancy options, she just bought herself a black coffee and paid. She added one sugar, and sat down, pulling out a small hand camera and a tinsy little screwdriver. Taking the occasional sip of coffee, which sent a delicious hot trail to her stomach, she tinkered with the camera. The flash had stopped working for no reason. She made good money, and could probably pay to have it replaced, but she preferred to see if she if it was completely broken, or could be salvaged. She was so occupied with her camera she didn't notice a girl was already at the table with a bear claw and coffee.