(Name) sat in the booth boredly, her petite fingers running over the bumps of her book.
"I've read this about four times now." The (h/t) sighed and set her book down.
She took off her sunglasses, giving them a quick clean.
She's had a bad day today, first, she fell down the four stairs that go up to the higher floor of her home.
Then, Romano, her assistance dog got sick and had to be left at her friend's house(who's boyfriend is super annoyed with said dog).
Finally, her friends are away flirting with a pair of guys when they went off to get them drinks.
She pinched the bridge of her nose, her head lifting when she heard a pair of unfamiliar footsteps.
Being blind heightened the rest of her senses so it was easy for her to sense when someone else's presence.
With her ears, she heard a pair of heavy footsteps.
"Combat boots." She noted, "Obviously a male of heavy build, judging by the sound... He's right in front of me."
Her pure white eyes flickered up behind her g