In a cafe that was not very busy, two elves were sitting at a table by a window of the cafe. Rain and Layla stared at their drinks that neither of them touched yet.
“So uhh, would you like to explain?” Rain spoke first and asked a question.
Layla’s head fell down and hung from her shoulder. “What am I even supposed to explain?” Then her head sprung up as she almost shouted at Rain. “He got back before I even noticed!”
“Yeah right. Good thing you contacted me before I actually went to the mountains.” Rain picked up his cup and took a sip. He shook his head violently and stuck out his tongue in disgust. “What is this?”
“Just coffee of my taste.”
“It’s so bitter. You really like this?” Rain pointed to the cup that he was still holding with his other hand.
“I like it, so what? Look, that
