"What, would you prefer Prince Charming?" She wrinkled her nose as if Map was a better name. Trusting in Finnick's sense of direction, she turned her face up to the sun for a brief moment, letting it warm her further. The sunlight glinted off the sparkly-gold streaks in her hair, and she made a content humming noise, sort of like a cat's purr.
Hanson snickered. "Only that?" He teased, and then it was their turn. "Hi," He greeted the barista, his blinding blue eyes scanning the menu in a matter of seconds, "I'll have the grande caramel frappuchino, whipped cream and caramel drizzle, and... just a cappuccino."
Hanson snickered. "Only that?" He teased, and then it was their turn. "Hi," He greeted the barista, his blinding blue eyes scanning the menu in a matter of seconds, "I'll have the grande caramel frappuchino, whipped cream and caramel drizzle, and... just a cappuccino."