(ooc: Hope you don't mind me dropping by.)
Time; it was perhaps the biggest adversary of all men. Had anyone thought to ask – and she most certainly would never care to bother with such silly questions and such silly creatures– that’s probably what they all would have said, or at least that’s what each and every one of them would’ve ruminated. One thing even the most powerful of men had no control of, that interminable onwards march, the universal constant and the law of nature mankind had no other choice but to abide to. In the end, once the idiotic specks finally realized all the options were merely temporary prolongations of the inevitable. Fatuously hoping their modern techniques would make any difference in the face of mortally catabiosis, that gravity wouldn’t take its toll eventually. Desperately attempting to cling onto fading looks even when mirror reflected a figure they themselves wouldn’t so much as touch with a stick. Adamantly reassuring themselves they’d manage to reach their goal, finish their life’s work before their own body or their own mind betrayed them, or worse -- both. No one wanted to grow old, taste the acidic bitterness of age upon their tongue, enervated and senile. Why else would so many myths revolve around the Fountain of Youth, why would legends be told about the cup that petty carpenter and charlatan had drank from during his last supper? Why would so many people dream of stopping or turning back the clock? Pathetic mortals, all of them.
Adeline was on a job. It’s seemingly easy to become a critic without anyone knowing that you are one. Her secrecy of her job seemed a little private to her but as long as she’s still finding for a job, Adeline would rest her case and earn her daily income through giving out tough, mean criticism. Not many find a critic job more enjoyable as she does. In truth, Adeline is being ignorant of her past. She tries not to focus her attention on what her past connects to the future or even the present. After years of resenting her father, Adeline decided to give it a stop and erase all her memories that connect her to him. Oh how she loathe that man. Adeline was certain that there would be no other alive being that she would abhor and be disgusted to than her father. But ever since the announcement of his decease, Adeline tries to drop all of it. She came to realization that her antipathy towards that man whom no longer exists had caused an effect on her life. Therefore she would’ve only an option that she couldn’t runaway from – she would have to be ignorant of her past and drop everything she have ever gone through in the past years with her ex-living dad. Backing into the main point, with her traumatic past and inevitable present, Adeline is best to be a critic where she can fully take her mind of on something else rather than her own memories.
Stepping into the coffee shop, Adeline would’ve given a few credits on how the ‘Mean Bean’ was decorated if only she were to like the mixture of the eighties and the modern styles. Bean bags are certainly comfortable furniture to sit on but Adeline would preferably imagine those bean bags in a home rather than in a coffee shop. Adeline inhaled the intoxicating aroma of the coffee coming over from the bar. Her job today was to go around town and write reports on the shops before handing it in over the following day. Just having a bad start during the morning, Adeline concluded that the morning that she thought she was going to experience wasn’t going to be so bad after all with a little help from getting the caffeine she wanted. After placing her order and grabbing her drink, Adeline subsided herself into the corner of the room where she could analyze the place quickly and having a great view of the many customers that enters.
It didn’t take her long to finish the report, after having her laptop place out. She examined that many of the customers who comes into the shop were college and universities students and most of them having their own share of computer technology. If one is to observe her and study, they would easily have mistaken her as a normal university student - just like most of them in the room.