"Mm?" Levi's absorbed in smudging his lines carefully, blowing dust off the surface of the paper in between strokes of his paper stump. He gives Ben a mild nod when he approaches, but it takes him a minute to process the question he's being asked.
"Oh! I got mine from the cafe down the street, but there's always a regular coffee pot on in the lobby. Help yourself." The door behind him is propped half open, and the coffee counter is easily visible from where Ben stands. "Don't use the powdered creamer, it's shit. The little cups are okay, though. They got French Vanilla."
He has a strange accent, a blend of London, France, and Brooklyn. To people who've heard Balthazar speak, he sounds distinctly different, but since Ben is not one of those as of yet, he may not notice. "I'm Levi. Levi Gilman. Sit with me, if you wanna. I'd offer to share my fries but they got charcoal all over 'em now."
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Date: 2020-08-15 10:37 pm (UTC)"Oh! I got mine from the cafe down the street, but there's always a regular coffee pot on in the lobby. Help yourself." The door behind him is propped half open, and the coffee counter is easily visible from where Ben stands. "Don't use the powdered creamer, it's shit. The little cups are okay, though. They got French Vanilla."
He has a strange accent, a blend of London, France, and Brooklyn. To people who've heard Balthazar speak, he sounds distinctly different, but since Ben is not one of those as of yet, he may not notice. "I'm Levi. Levi Gilman. Sit with me, if you wanna. I'd offer to share my fries but they got charcoal all over 'em now."