A Perfect Autumn Evening [4]

It was one of those perfect autumn evenings, so common in stories but so rare in the real world. 

What was not perfect was the figure of Leon, who lay on the floor of the cafeteria, his clothes wet with coffee. It took a moment for everyone to understand what happened, and when they did, half of them laughed while half paid no mind. 

Anya got up and helped Leon back up on his feet, Ellyn made a few unwilling approaches of lending out a hand but it was so clear that it was just a formality, and she enjoyed seeing Leon getting publicly humiliated. 

He rose to his feet. Embarrassed, his cheeks a bright red as she dusted his clothes and wiped whatever amount of coffee he could with the tissues and his handkerchief. However, the coffee had gone into his clothes and was probably bound to leave a stain. He knew this.