The following morning, Tory and Makayla had plans to meet at Layla’s Café. Makayla was Tory’s favorite person, though she disliked her carefree nature, never on time. Now she had no choice but to wait. To get ahead, she decided to place their order. Makayla was predictable, tending to order the same meal every time. If she didn’t like her meal, maybe next time she should be on time. Tory knew better than to expect her to show up remotely close to on time, quickly changing her order to go.
With nothing else to distract her, she found herself drifting into a deep trance as the café’s ceiling fans lured her in. Tory unintentionally began sculpting a delicate face in the wind. It originated as a simple diamond-shaped face, soon a pair of perfect oval-shaped green eyes appeared, th
