A rather chilly day
It was odd, that things happened in summer. It was so bloody cold. Which felt wrong. It was summer. It should have been stiflingly hot, not so cold. The only consolation was that it was sunny.
Megan was sitting on the couch, with a blanket.
The bell rang cheerily as somebody came into her shop. She pulled her hair out of her face as she stood up.
"Can I help you?" Megan asked as she took a bite of a chocolate chip muffin. And marched over to the person. She was slightly irritated that this person was disturbing her hot chocolate.