[. . . you know what? he's been pouring over this stupid Recyclr message all morning. he's tired, he barely slept, and his coffee is a little too bitter for his tastes]
[HE DESERVES A GODDAMN BREAK]
Mmm.
[he responds in affirmation, once again taking a sip of his drink. he tries not to make a face when the bitter taste washes over his tongue. yuck. do better next time, Ultimate Barista]
My guardian. [a father-figure, although he doesn't say that aloud] I spent a year living in the attic above his coffee shop.
no subject
[HE DESERVES A GODDAMN BREAK]
Mmm.
[he responds in affirmation, once again taking a sip of his drink. he tries not to make a face when the bitter taste washes over his tongue. yuck. do better next time, Ultimate Barista]
My guardian. [a father-figure, although he doesn't say that aloud] I spent a year living in the attic above his coffee shop.