scene

girl at a café / by the window / legs crossed:

She is wearing a grass green sweater. Her unexciting blond locks are tied back, she has perfect size breasts and a beautiful pale complexion. Her un-manicured hands are lightly holding a Michael Ondaatje book. Every few minutes she repeats some line or another with a shy whisper. She is slim, but just finished a muffin and a pecan tart back-to-back with a voluptuous latte. She frowns, and lazily at first but then firmly picks up a pen and scribbles in the margins. What is she teaching herself?