[HEADING=1]AT STARBUCKS![/HEADING]
Justin: "That's us."
Justin gets up and brings everyone back their drinks. He hands Martin-
Justin: "A coffee press? This is like a liter of coffee. How the Hell are you going to drink all of this?"
Martin: "With patience."
Justin: "Uh... Okay."
Justin hands me my drink.
Justin: "I decided to try the same thing you got. Cheers!"
Sage: "Wait, don't-"
Justin chugs down his first gulp, and ends up burning his tongue.
Justin: "That fucking burned my mouth!"
Sage: "I was about to say you should let it cool off for a couple minutes. Too late now."
Justin: "I gotta get water!"
Justin jumps out of his seat and rushes up to the counter.
Sage: "Get milk! Water will make it worse."
I let the hot drink warm up my freezing hands. It's the middle of August, but the manager has the AC freezing at 65°. I take a sip. The spices burn my mouth a little, but it's good. I get back on my laptop.
[HEADING=1]AT THE MALL![/HEADING]
NaR: "Where the Hell did these freaks come from?"
Waffles: "Hell if I know. Just kill 'em all!"
NaR draws his lightsaber and cuts his way through the horde.
[HEADING=1]IN EQUESTRIA![/HEADING]
Ghost: "Hey buddy. You okay?"
RaN: "What?"
Ghost: "You looked like you were having a heart attack."
RaN: "Yeah, yeah. I'm okay. Knife, you still with me?"
Knife: "Yeah."
RaN: "Alright, here's the deal. Me and my buddy here are working with the Office of Truth. Kind of like the FBI here. We've been hired on a rescue mission, but the girl we're rescuing is being held on the Moon. The only way to bring her back is traveling through space. We have a ship ready to go, but we're going to need months of training to get ourselves ready."
Knife: "You make it sound like I have to do this."
RaN: "It's either this or life in prison. Take your pick."
Knife: "When do we start?"
RaN: "Tomorrow if we're lucky. For now, just try and get some sleep. I bet you haven't gotten much since you came here."
Knife: "Alright. See you guys in the morning."
Knife crashes on the couch.
Ghost: "You sure he's up for something like this?"
RaN: "Don't worry about it. I'll bring him by the station. It's going to be a busy day tomorrow."
Ghost: "Alright. See you."
Ghost walks out the front door.
RaN: "A very busy day."
I walk into my bedroom and crash on the bed. Work starts at 6 a.m. I'll be getting four hours of sleep at the most.