Skipping her morning coffee was a horrible idea. First she was tired, then she was cranky, then she was murderously mad, and then it started all over again. But work was over now. She managed a smile.
"Table three already has your coffee, no need to thank me," Ranna said as Nora pushed the doors open. "I'll be there in ten minutes to talk."
"You know, it used to freak me out when you did that," Nora said as she slid into the booth, leaning against the wall.
Ranna walked over a few minutes later. "Talk."
"No coffee. No energy. No patience. No smile." Nora let her head fall to the table in stress-out mode.
"Hm, usually that mix perks you back up. Maybe we need a stronger java for you," Ranna said.
"Mmph," Nora grunted from under her hair.
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