[Asleep on Public Transport Meme from @captainharknxss.]
“Your coffee spilled. I tried to save it, but you’ll probably need to change out of that jacket.” ------------
"Fu ..." The first two letters of a four-letter word are out before she can stop them, spurred by the sensation of warm - thankfully not still hot - across her sleeve, and unsupervised by having just blinked back awake. "...ck!" Thera continues a long beat later, and much more under her breath.
The cup is missing, though a glance finds it on the floor by her feet, the liquid that isn't on her sleeve making rivulets beside the seat.
"Well, thanks for trying ..." A handkerchief from her pocket swipes at the fabric with more hope than effect, "Clearly the coffee wasn't doing its job." She gives a sigh, makes a valiant attempt not to yawn.
"Any idea on the next stop?"