betterhcwk | KATIE KATE
“ — my kingdom for a DECENT cup of coffee.” granted, her kingdom consisted of a few boxes of arrows, some case files and more pairs of aviators than one person should really own, but it was something. “i don’t even think there’s caffeine in the black goo they’re trying to pass off around here.”
“uh, that might be my fault, katie kate.” came his sheepish voice. honestly, he hadn’t realized how fast he’d been going through the mansions coffee until it was too late. and he was sorry― wait, now he was just lying to himself. he wasn’t sorry at all. “i may have drank all the good stuff already. i’ve been going through three― or ten― cups a day.”









