rue bebelons

MILES

I’VE BEEN WHORING AROUND CAFES A LITTLE BIT RECENTLY, SUPPING FLAT WHITES ALL OVER THE SHOP WITHOUT REALLY THINKING ABOUT WHOSE FEELINGS MIGHT BE GETTING HURT. SO I THOUGHT I’D START THE WEEK WITH A LITTLE PLANNING SESSION AT RUE BEBELONS, WHERE MY HEART AND LOYALTIES TRULY BELONG. I WAS EXTRA GRATEFUL TO MILES FOR BOTH MAKING MY BAGUETTE AND ALLOWING ME TO TAKE HIS PORTRAIT IN SPITE OF BEING SUPER HUNGOVER.

WILL

I WAS CHILLING IN RUE BEBELONS, MUNCHING ON A SWEET BAGUETTE (‘SWEET’ AS IN DELICIOUS, NO SUGAR WAS INVOLVED. MAYBE A LITTLE IN THE MUSTARD ACTUALLY, IT DOESN’T MATTER THOUGH). IN THE CORNER OF THE CAFE WAS A BIG GROUP OF RMIT STUDENTS CHATTING AMONGST THEMSELVES. I WAS WATCHING THIS ONE DUDE IN PARTICULAR, WHO EVEN THOUGH I COULDN’T MAKE OUT WHAT HE WAS SAYING, JUST LOOKED LIKE A REALLY LIKEABLE GUY. I LIKE LIKEABLE PEOPLE, SO I ASKED HIM FOR A QUICK PHOTO AS HE WAS LEAVING.