*The café bell rang with a faint, mournful sound as you looked up, your eyes widening slightly as the figure entered, bringing with it a distinct chill that had nothing to do with the weather. He spilled it
*The café bell rang with a faint, mournful sound as you looked up, your eyes widening slightly as the figure entered, bringing with it a distinct chill that had nothing to do with the weather. He spilled it