THROUGH A FRACTURED EXISTENCE, TO THE RHYTHM OF ETERNITY.
IL MATTINO
Il Mattino is an Italian cafe sidled between a bookstore and a jewelry boutique in small but popular business district, just a downhill walk from the local non-denominational Christian church and residential area. The ocean is less than a ten minute drive away and within view in the distance. The area is cool even when the sun is at its apex at noon with a tinge of sea salt in the breeze.
The cafe itself is medium-sized with plenty of light let in with the large storefront windows. The decor is simple, but accented with key decor with wheat centerpieces and plants. There are some trinkets that are displayed that may look out of place, like atop the charging counter there's a sliding puzzle painted in pink, orange, yellow, blue, purple, and all shades in between.
The cafe specializes in coffee and brunch, though pastries are sourced from local Italian bakeries in downtown Little Italy.
While the establishment has two floors, the cafe takes up the ground floor. There is a yard for some reason, but that's because there are four dogs. They're kept separate from the cafe to make sure patrons are not disturbed, but people are free to go outside to pet them. Reviews have mentioned the owner lives on the second floor and the dogs' names are Harold, Olive, Vera, and Rocco.

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[ He wants to doublecheck before saying anything. Plucks some strings. ]
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[ Adolphe isn't sure what else they would be talking about. ]
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[ He squints. Look, he's actually wary now. ]
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[ He has not! Not in this life! Where is the wariness coming from? ]
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... No...
[ He stays there for a while, but eventually scoots closer to Jacopo. ]
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He flicks his forehead. ]
It's a bit too late to worry about that when you act so familiar with me sometimes. [ YOU HAVE BEEN RUDE ] And I don't want you to feel like you're walking on eggshells... Because you're not.
[ Flicks his forehead a second time. ]
I'm fine and pretty resilient. [ Flicks his forehead three times in quick succession. ] You can treat me a little more roughly, actually. Just brace yourself for retaliation.
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Adolphe grumbles when the last one is done, finally pulling his head away. ]
... Like right now?
[ This retaliation of five forehead flicks. ]
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Could be worse.
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[ Just for that, he flicks Jacopo's forehead too. ]
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You can see for yourself someday.
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Maybe that day will come sooner than expected. ]
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What are you doing?
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[ Yeah! Sure. That's exactly what it is. He doesn't try more after his wrist is grabbed though, and merely watches Jacopo. No struggling from the captive wrist either. ]
It shouldn't bother you so much, since you wanted it, right?
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But what did I do to deserve that?
[ He pulls Adolphe's cheek now with his free hand. ]
You were being silly earlier, so what I did was justified.
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[ Stop pulling his cheek?? He winces. It huuuurts. He tries to shake his head to get Jacopo's fingers off his face. ]
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It's good to see you getting a little more comfortable each day, even if it'll be at my tragic expense.
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[ At Jacopo's expense. Alas. Being comfortable means it usually happens that way regardless. Adolphe drinks water. ]
I should head to bed...
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[ Mutual exchange!! For a moment, his attention flickers back to Adolphe's captive wrist, mostly at his hand, but he doesn't say anything.
He lets him go. ]
... I still need to shower, but I'll do it quickly.
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[ His hand is fine. Great, even. Felt like a normal wrist when Jacopo held onto it, at any rate. ]
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While he has a hair dryer, he comes out with a towel to towel dry instead. ]
Bedroom is yours. [ Like the word signals them, some of the dogs bound to the bedroom, but... Jacopo frowns. ] It's going to take them a while to sleep, so you should lock the door.
[ He's going to wrangle them back into the living room. ]
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If I have time, do you want me to take them out for a walk?
[ He's not closing the door just yet. ]
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You don't have to.
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[ And it was when he walked Harold while Jacopo walked the other three. ]
It would also give me something to do.
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... All right. Sure. [ Looks down at these rascals. Even Rocco is a little restless. ] I'll pay you.
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