@nostalgicallys
“Lady, give me the strongest coffee that you got.” Nobelium could barely walk back home from work after the hell shift her boss made her take. If a coffee give her the boost she needed, then so be it.
She couldn’t stop thinking about pancakes. Oh God, the pancakes. If she closed her eyes, all she would see were numbers or fried eggs with a side of bacon. Pulling out a random amount of money out of her jacket pocket, she slammed it on the counter. “I haven’t slept in the past 24 hours, so make it a really good one.”









