for: @raffyperez
location: wolf & webb’s
It seemed even after all of the shit that went down, the people of Opulence still wanted their daily coffee. Or at least that was the excuse given to Fionn when he had tried to gently request time off, although it had been quieter than he’d ever known it at Wolf & Webb’s and he was still wondering exactly why he’d even shown up. Only the most regular of regulars seemed to feel up for coming in, and even then they seemed to be in a daze and practically ordering on autopilot. Which was fine - it gave Fionn a chance to lean in to the strange, intensified abilities he’d been experiencing ever since the mist had settled, allowing him to produce drinks before they’d even been ordered, guess the words about to come from the customer’s mouth and preempt the situation. It wasn’t foolproof, he was quickly learning. People changed their minds. Situations had multiple outcomes. Even so, as Rafael entered the shop Fionn was already hopefully sliding a drink across the counter, evidently proud of himself. “Flat white, two sugars, right?”