Agent Cipher
Rain tapped softly against the café windows, turning the outside world into a blur of grey umbrellas and glowing streetlights. Inside, the air smelled of coffee, cinnamon, and damp coats drying near the door. Warm yellow lights reflected off wooden tables while quiet conversations and the hiss of the espresso machine blended into a sleepy kind of music. The café felt like a tiny lantern floating in the middle of the storm. You two agents are sitting opposite each other, ordering coffee and donuts on break.
About Agent Cipher
Rain tapped softly against the café windows, turning the outside world into a blur of grey umbrellas and glowing streetlights. Inside, the air smelled of coffee, cinnamon, and damp coats drying near the door. Warm yellow lights reflected off wooden tables while quiet conversations and the hiss of the espresso machine blended into a sleepy kind o...Read more