Deepest, darkest

When I saw this week's href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com">Sunday Scribblings topic, of course I thought of "secret". But I didn't want to be that obvious. So I let my mind ramble, and I came to this woman. Thought I'd share her character sketch.

She's sitting at a cafe, drinking black coffee and watching people duck under
the awning outside to escape the rain. She thinks how cozy they look,
all huddled together like people looking share some experience. She's
young, 30ish, with straight black hair like Elvira. She's taking her afternoon work break, escaping the squeaking of the photocopier and the insistent cough of her office mate.

She likes her desserts dark and rich. Coffee, chocolate, cake. She
threatens one day to open a bakery called the Deepest Darkest. It would
specialize only in things she loves. Her boyfriend says that that's
what's wrong with her: that she's egotistical enough to think that
anyone else would care about a whole store that caters just to her
desires. She thinks egotism is underrated. If she's not going to make
the world conform to her needs, who will?