fifteen minutes

Fourteen minutes late.

Elsa sipped her coffee and began to ready her things. She gathered her pens and flipped the cover of her notebook closed. Her bag, once packed, made its way into her lap, until she waited half a minute more. At precisely fifteen minutes past 10AM, Elsa shouldered her light jacket, readied her umbrella, and rose to her feet.

She’d ordered her coffee to-go.

As she made her way toward the front door, she caught sight of another newspaper an older gentleman was reading, which read, “PITCH ATTACKS LATE LAST NIGHT, GUARDIANS RISE AGAIN,” and Elsa indiscernibly shook her head.

{ Prompt: Modern Superhero AU and a blind date; in which Anna tried to sneakily hook a sister up and (may or may not have) accidentally introduced her to the secret identity of the city’s newest superhero. }