Cuppa Joe Tastes Bitter
As Lavender sips her usual order - black coffee with 3 large lumps of sugar. Somehow it doesn’t taste sweet enough, leaving an undesirable aftertaste that sends a shiver through her body.
As she feels the caffeine corrupting her heartbeat. The quickened pace only amplified by her discomfort within her new environment. This is the first time she has been able to leave her home in days and she relentlessly tried to figure out how the fuck she ended up in Middle Hollow. And what even is Middle Hollow.
She remembers being rushed to the ER after being found passed out by her roommate. She woke up in an unfamiliar bed decorated with small memories that ranged from her childhood until her last moment.
Her gaze lifts from her coffee cup and she notices another soul staring at her. She can’t read them as they stare blankly. Probably as confused as she is. Lavender has always been more on the introverted side. But in Middle Hollow, what did she have to lose? She chugged the rest of her bitter coffee and walks towards the stranger, holding their gaze until her body goes into autopilot. She breaks eye contact and races towards the door.
Lavender pulls out a cigarette, leaning on the window of Cuppa Joe. As she attempts to catch her breath, the door jingles. The stranger approaches Lavender.
“Want to bum one?” Lavender stumbles out. Fumbling with her pack.
