“I call it an espresso squared — two double espresso’s thrown together in a big mug. It’s just an atomic bomb of energy, works miracles.”
barbara’s expression bordered on skeptic, but she tried to keep her distaste for the idea from showing. “i don’t know, i’m personally not particularly fond of coffee. i think i’ll just rely on sheer determination & will to keep me going. --- although, perhaps i can charm it to taste like hot chocolate instead...” she mused, trailing off in thought.










