The moment when Roman said, “Hold that thought,” Bianca knew that either of the two following things had happened: one, she had successfully blended into the background and gone unnoticeable or two, he had noticed her. Unfortunately it was the latter and Bianca almost released a sigh before Roman reached her small table and took the seat opposite hers. He began to ask something and say that he knew something was off about her. The pinkette replied with a nervous chuckle, saying, “I know right? I never expected to meet you here of all places, and as guildmates.” It was hard to make eye contact with Roman, since she was naturally super shy, but she tried to meet his eyes once or twice, just so that she didn’t come off as impolite. While the girl at the counter called for Roman to get back in a rather rude manner, Bianca took another sip of her very energizing coffee and cleared her throat, lacing her hands together on her lap and gazing out of the large window to her left. Her new friend didn’t seem to care about the girl who was cursing at him at this point, which her want to laugh, but she covered it with a polite cough.
Bianca didn’t mind him eating her cookies. In fact, she felt a little bit proud that she was sharing her self-made cookies with someone else. She hoped he liked them, she really did. She picked a butter cookie for herself and took a small bite, chewing quietly while staring at the plate, praying that she didn’t appear awkward. True, she had already met this person and even had a tiny conversation with him on the coach, but she was still shy afterwards. Maybe if they met and spoke frequently and the whole idea of a ‘stranger’ attached to Roman disappeared, she would feel more comfortable around him. “I don’t really have plans for today, or any other Sunday actually. I usually stay inside and read,” she told him. “What about Roman?”