Hello, my name is Marie-Lannis Raehe (though everyone always calls me Lannis), and I am a telepath.
I work at a small cafe that sells more coffee than anything else. I don’t know why. The sandwiches are scrumptious; I’ve had a few when we had to throw them out at the end of the day and my boss threw up her hands and said, who cares, take ’em home, it’s not like we could sell them anyway. I generally take the long day-shifts and fit my university classes around those. I am at that horrible stage in life in which it’s hard to figure out a direction, so you just drift, with no idea what you’re doing or even what you should be doing. It’s painful, if you think about it too much. I’m afraid I do. Most people tell me that I think too much. I think they stereotype too much.
I’m currently trying to find work elsewhere; the cafe is downsizing, which means that it will make it easier for my boss to keep the people who really need those jobs on if I go of my own accord. I may still come in to help out on weekends, though. That is, if they ever end up getting more traffic, which I hope they do. The proprietor, the manager… they’re all very nice people.
My favorite color is green, I love to read, I like Italian food, and I am Christian And Proud.
That’s pretty much all you need to know about me.
Oh, and the name? If it sounds German, that’s because it is. Like most people in the US, I have at least one German ancestor. Interesting fact: there was a “Van” in the name somewhere, but then they Americanized it. Which I am okay with. It was about a hundred fifty years ago, after all.