The rain pattered against the windows in the cafe, creating a warm melody against the sounds of people quietly talking to each other.

The smell of the cafe was one of coffee beans and vanilla, along with the light scent of baking pastries.

When walking into the cafe, one could expect to see a cozily lit room, with tables in the main area, and a countertop with a menu displaying all of the many options one could choose. The large windows give the cafe a view of the bustling street outside, and there are fairy lights strung up on all of them, casting a warm glow onto the tables.

It truly was the kind of place where one could find their solace, relax, and stay as long as they like with a steaming cup of tea and a novel.