Heroes and Villains

Michael POV:

I drove towards Iliac's Café, it is a thirty - Five minute drive but I got there in thirty , it was quite easy to find.

I pulled up in their parking lot, the outside of the café looked so calm and the proper lightening made it look so aesthetically pleasing .

The clouds was becoming sombre, it would most likely rain soon. I hurried into the Café.

The floor was spotless, the walls were painted sepia, with decadent local arts hanging on every wall to exudes absolute serenity and exuberance.

I was hit with an amalgam of smell emanating from different direction, Freshly brewed coffee and ground beans, the aromatic scent of espresso, acrid burned coffee, warm caramel or chocolate, the tingle of spices (cinnamon, chai teas, mulled ciders), fresh-baked cookies and muffins, the fruity aroma from a steaming cup of herbal tea, mingling perfume scents, vanilla enveloped me.

It was a saturday morning, but it was relatively emptier than what I had expected. I was glad it was, I was