+ Midnight Coffee [Closed @ Sycamore]
Was he busy? He was calling this late— he was calling at all— for a simple are you busy? In all truth, Augustine had been building himself up for something a little more dramatic, something he wouldn’t have wanted to hear, something… That wasn’t so simple. Lysandre was continuously an oddity for him to marvel at, and it took several moments of doing just that before he realized he probably ought to give some response.
"Ah, no. No, I’m not busy. Why?" Despite how odd the situation certainly was, he couldn’t have denied the genuine curiosity behind the short question; Lysandre was a, for lack of a better term, clusterfuck of intricate mysteries (and also, technically, a terrorist, which was likely what was making speaking to him right now so hard) that Augustine did not understand in the slightest, and he was not about to delude himself into thinking otherwise again. It didn’t really matter. There were more important matters at hand.
"…Actually, as it happens, I’ve been thinking some, and…" That didn’t matter, either, trailing off to bite his lip. "No, nevermind. Is there something you needed?"
He asked what Lysandre needed but the answer to that wasn’t going to be simple nor short. In fact, he wouldn’t even say it through the phone, because he felt it better to be explained in person—whatever it was he wanted to explain. He was still forming the words in his mind after all.
"I need to see you. Right now, in fact," after saying that with such resolve, he had to take another hit of his smoke to assure himself that what he was saying was right. He had thought of this moment several times over but now was when he was finally doing it and if a smoke helped his nerves then by God he was going to hit it once more.
"Could you come down to my cafe as soon as possible? I’ll be waiting." He didn’t let the professor give an answer, either because he possibly feared a rejection or even a yes more, he wasn’t sure. But he threw his cigarette over the balcony, grabbed his coat, and began to head out.