Coffee With // Ryeland White // Escape The Cold.<3

[ryeland]

Ryeland slowly tugged at the door handle softly, hidding herself from the gushing morning wind. The sweet aroma of coffee beans and brewed hot coco filled her nostrils.
This is what she needed, a break from modeling to enjoy a nice fulfilling sip of coffee. The heat of the place surrounded her cozily, prefect for a cold day. The surrounding was nice, it was a charming place she had to admit. Usually coffe cafes just threw some tables out and made some coffee..but this place was nice.

Sitting down at a near comfortable table she fumbled around his her large slung purse pulling out a Home Design Issue. Slowly flipping through the pages, she endored the beauty of the artful pictures. A friendly waitress soon approached with a tab and pen at hand.
"Hello Ma'am, What can I get for you today?" She asked politely ready to write down.
Ryeland had to think for a moment..She could enjoy a nice hot cup of coco, or a nice freeze of Frap.
Hard choice.
"Umm, A White Mocha please.." She ordered randomly, not caring what kind..Trying new things was her talent.

The waitress smiled with a nod and then left to the back of Tritoni Cafe.

Ryeland's wardobe was classy, yet warm..Which was the perfect choice for a day like this.
Her torso was tightly covered by a White, long sleeve Recently bought from Hollister, and a Cream, thick, fur-lined..Zip-up that had the word 'Abercrombie' spread across the chest, Her legs were wrapted in tight denim jeans that were the trendy destroyed and ripped, Her feet were warm and cuddled by the comfy, warm uggs that fit her size six foot perfectly.

[Elizabeth Canter]

Liz entered the cafe and her gaze shifted around after she'd removed the over sized, black, Dior sunglasses from her face.
A turquoise Nicole Miller blouse was worn, silver buttons went up the front and the collar and wrists of the sleeves were fitted but it was loose everywhere else.
A pair of black skinny Diesel jeans were worn.

A silver David Yurman ring was worn on her right hand, on her ring finger. There was a circular black stone on top and little diamonds all around it.
A pair of silver Loeffler Randall flats were worn on her feet, and seeing Ryeland a small smile formed on her lips.

"Ryeland." she said as she reached the girls table.
"How are you? Mind if I join you?" Liz questioned then, a smile forming on her lips after she'd spoken.
Those large blue eyes of hers were lined with black liner and then there was that mascara which made her lashes so long.
That MAC lip gloss was on her lips and that was all.

She waited for the girls answer, her right hand poised on the chair, stopping herself from clinking the ring against the hard surface as she often did.

[ryeland]

Ryeland's gaze quickly shifted in shock as the girl had startled her. Wait..'who was she?' she thought as a list of names ran through her head. "Oh, sorry you scared me half to death." she said with a guilty look upon her face. "Elizabeth is it?" She questioned trying to be as polite as possible. "Oh..yes you may join..plenty room here" she said with a hand gesture to the seat nest to hers. She had seen the face before...but god she was so bad with names unless the person had done something odd. She shut the occupied issue and glanced at the girl's face.
Now she remembered..It was Elizabeth ..She was one of the models that had revealed in a modeling Magizine with Her.

Very beautiful girl she was..Also very sucessful in her modeling career.

Ryeland's softly grey lined eyes where glazed with multiple colors of eyeshadow, that brought out her iced eyes.
Her pink lips were drinched in shining lip gloss and such.

[Eric Deniel]

Quickly closing the doors so as not to let the cold, early morning drafts of wind enter with him, Eric loosened his hold on the coat, allowing the unbuttoned thing to fall open and expose his attire beneath. Dark blue jeans sat comfortably on his lower body, and an ash-grey long-sleeved shirt loosely hugged his torso. Drowsily pacing over to the counter, he lightly wet drying lips as he removed the warm hat from his head. Tousled, light earth brown locks were revealed, his fingers going through it to revert it back to some semblance of neatness.

"Morning," he returned the greeting of the young woman behind the counter, as he offered her a slight smile as well. Flicking a light-blue hued gaze to the list of warm beverages, he knitted his brows just a bit, not too sure what he wanted. "French Roast. Medium cup, please," he requested, not watching as they went about placing his order. He figured he'd stick around inside the place for a while, not too interested in returning to the frigid, outside air.

Paying once he'd received the cup of coffee, he picked it up into his hands, feeling the warmth spread through his palms as he turned, glancing around the place. Now he had to find somewhere to sit, and he'd rather it was with someone else. Sitting along got boring after a while. So here he was, seeking out someone familiar...or someone who looked friendly, at least...

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[ryeland]

Ryeland opened her issue once more as her finger held the spot. Glancing up from the magizine for a second she noticed the guy who had walked in. It looked as if he was looking for someone..Possibly a date?

Her coffee was taking alot longer then she had imagined, maybe they were caught up in orders..
Right on time the waitress appeared with her steaming Mocha.
Gripping the coffee she quickly released it onto the table burning her hand abit. Bad idea to grap something steaming eh? She was obviously absent-minded.
"Thank you" she smiled.

Ryeland felt as if she should greet the boy, but she thought twice about it. He could just be here awaiting for a girlfriend, and walking up to him wouldn't be a real grand thing. It could lead to problems if anything. Plus she didn't want him to think she was flirtatiously introducing herself. She wasn't to pleased about the idea of making a fool of herself so she stayed put.

[Elizabeth Canter]

"Yeah...it's Elizabeth...but I prefer Liz." she said as she sat down in the chair her hand had moments before been resting on.
As the waitress came back, Liz ordered a green tea and then turned her attention over to Ryeland.

"So who are we looking at?" she asked her then, in a softer voice in case the person was close by. Because really now she didn't want to embarrass the girl...
That would be mean.

A hand reached up as she tucked back a strand of hair. Yes, she'd worn her hair down today as she normally did. Parted to the right so it fell a little bit into her left eye.
How mysterious.
Haha.

[Eric Deniel]

Spotting two girls --two rather attractive females actually-- Eric considered going over and introducing himself. But then they might think him too forward, as if he was trying to 'pick them up' or something. When really, all he wanted was some company. So with better judgement, he strolled over to where they were, but stopped short, sitting down at an empty table right beside them. Shrugging out of his coat, he allowed it to drape over the back of the chair. Leaning forward, he rested his elbows atop the table, absently turning his coffee cup before taking a small sip -- still way too hot. He'd invited his sister to come with him, but she was too busy, and bringing his mother along was completely out of the question. Not if he wanted to stay in a good mood, that was.

Dropping his cap unto the table, he took to examining random strangers as they entered and exited. It seemed to be something more interesting than staring at his coffee and waiting for it to cool. Glancing towards the girls briefly, he offered a small, friendly smile, just as easily sliding his glance away and focusing on something else.

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[ryeland]

"Well it's nice to see you again Liz" she stated revealing her light brazilian accent.
Ryeland noticed that the boy had sat next to them..Maybe he wasn't awaiting someone. She offered a warming smile back then shifted herself back toward the girl.
"Umm, I was just staring off into cyberspace" she said, not lying but not telling the truth either.

Every now and then she would glance, looking alittle more deeply at him. As soon as she inspected his whole appearance, she had seen that he was attractive, and a good smile too..
She had to give him that.

Watching the steam drift upwards, she wondered if it was cool enough to drink now..Maybe, might as well see.
She raised the cups to her lips and sipped abit..It was completely cool..still burning her tounge alittle.

[Elizabeth Canter]

"Right." Liz said, not doubting her but not believing her either.
Liz's gaze also wandered over to the boy briefly before it was taken away as the waitress came back with her tea.

"Thank you." she said then with a smile, as she wrapped her hands around the hot cup to warm them up.
Liz noticed that Ryeland was glancing over at the guy still and finally turned to him.

"Are you expecting anyone? If not...would you like to join us?" she asked him then. She meant it in a purely friendly manner, yes he was attractive, though Ryeland seemed to have her eye on him..so..yeah.

[Eric Deniel]

Hearing a few words directed his way, Eric turned his head, noting that one of the girls had spoken to him. "No, not expecting anyone," he informed, standing just then and straightening his 6'1" frame. Quietly moving his chair to their table, being as there wasn't another spare one there, he placed it at a spot which would afford the three of them to remain seated comfortably. "Thanks," he smiled, quite glad for the offer. It was already apparent that they were friendly...not the snobby, rich girl types. "Eric, by the way," he introduced himself, figuring that if he was going to sit at their table, they might as well know his name.

Reclining back, he settled his gaze on either of the two, giving each his attention as he awaited their names. Sipping a bit of coffee, he set the cup back down, pulling the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows right after. The place was getting toasty, and coupled with his coffee, his body was warming up quite nicely.

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[ryeland]

"Nice to meet you Eric" she greeted warmly.
"I'm Ryeland White" She said as a slight smile appeared across her face.
Well apparently Elizabeth had no rejection, or social fears. That is good though she had to admit.. If you were well conserved and gathered all the time, you wouldn't take the chance to know anybody. Well moving to New York had been splendid to far..hopefully it stayed that way.

It seemed as if the girl was holding herself back from him. It wasn't like Ryeland had any claim on him..Maybe she thought that she had a liking for him?
Who knows..
She was nice though..Ryeland had to give her that.
Quite glad that she had met Elizabeth, or she'd be sitting here without company.

Taking a few more sips of her warm coffee, she could already feel the heat regaining in her system. The weather was horrible..it'd rid of all of your warmth. Oh well..Summer always comes.

[Elizabeth Canter]

"Elizabeth Canter....but call me Liz." she said then as she introduced herself as well and added a smile onto the end as always.
She'd let one of the other two comment now, now it was time for her to see if the tea was too hot to drink.
And if it was she would surely be sorry that she had even attempted to take a sip.
Slowly bringing the cup up to her mouth she sipped the hot liquid and found that it burned her tongue just a little, causing her eyebrows to narrow for a split second at the pain.
Though it wasn't much pain mind you..

[Eric Deniel]

"Nice to meet you both," Eric murmured, inclining his head in a nod at the pair. Storing both their names to memory, he propped his arm on the back of his chair, wondering if he'd seen either of them around before. They seemed somewhat familiar, but he could be wrong, especially since he was failing to place names to the faces. Oh well, in the course of the conversation, he'd figure out who they were. Maybe they had been to one of the fancy shindigs he'd attended in prior years, but uncertainty about that was lingering in his mind though. "So you both from around here? Or just visiting?" he inquired, beginning the conversation.

Barely pressing his lips together, he ignored his vibrating phone against his leg, knowing who was bothering him and not in the mood to speak to the woman. She'd want him to go run some errand or another, so it was best to let her think he was extremely busy. Brushing a bit of snow from his pant leg, he dropped his close to the rest of his attire, noting fallen snowflakes on random places. He gently knocked them all away, just then returning his focus to the females.

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[ryeland]

"Just moved here, from Brazil" she informed.
"And yourself?" She asked abit curious..Although he did seem from New York, but she could be wrong.
Awkward silences fell upon them.
Ryeland..talk..jesus!
She scolded herself bitterly as she could not figure out what else to ask. It was like a 20 question game..
You have a pet? You Like Jewelry.?
None of that would cover this type of emergency.

A smill smirk appeared across herself as her thoughts went wild.
She needed to get out more.. Social interactions were great, but being busy all of the time didn't help her skills that much. She usually had a hard, tiring time of modeling shoots, that she automatically fell asleep after work , or read a favorite Seventeen issue until she did pass out.

She fumbled her fingers together boredly.
Releasing her hands from a hold position she grabbed her cup and slowly raised it to her lips once more .
Satisfing as it was..she still couldn't think of anything to say other then..
"How is you day going?"

[Elizabeth Canter]

"I'm from here." she replied then to Eric's question. She was about to ask him the same one when Ryeland already did.
Good job Ryeland.
Though now she was really quiet waiting for his response.
Liz wondered how long it would be before her tea was cool enough to the point where she could do more then just sip it.
A hand moved up to her head as she tucked some hair back out of her eyes, though it just as quickly fell into her eyes again. Oh well, nothing she could do about it.
She continued to wait for Eric's reply too. She wondered for a second if she'd ever seen him anywhere before, and soon found that she hadn't. Or she thought she hadn't.
Nope, she hadn't. She was pretty much sure of that.