| lewis orders a simple black coffee in a simple white cup. been on the funk the night before and it's too early this mornin for that same make-believe groove time. bleary eyed and that lack of caffeine |
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| Chilli Palmer, the big bear himself 20-something boy with a passion for obscure music. listens to records backwards, and hums to himself in the bathroom. can sometimes be found at the coffeeshop slumped in the corner under a heavy duffell coat. slurping a cold cappuccino... |
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| Katiefinger, netgirl and part-time kickboxer powered by small batteries, this girl can always be found sat at the inhouse internet system, engaging in debates with strangers about such topics as, "who should be king", and "did i actually win the daz doorstep challenge?" espresso, please... |
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| Andy Toca, rose-tinted pessimist cannot help but explode into a fit of giggles every monday morning. his psychiatrist recommends a period of quiet reflection, perhaps at an isolated farm-house. the glass is always half-empty, but heck there's always a way to fill it up again. asleep... |
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| Smokey Mahoney, calls himself an artist! this love god keeps a finegroomed set of eyebrows and can often be heard asking, "what's that in my beard?" is the first to spot a smudge on the window, which he'll soon wipe away with his embroidered handkerchief. finds time to wince. latte, of course... |
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| DJ Roadfast, drives at maximum overload make sure you avoid stepping in front of this speed maniac. won't think twice about anthing 'cept his pound sterling. he's a keen bird-watcher. give him some candy & he'll think he owns a sweet-shop. doesn't drink anything but blackberry squash... |