@angelseth asked: ☕ a 24 hour café + reversed
THE IDEA OF A 24-HOUR CAFE seemed absurd at first. then, viktor stopped by one night when he couldn't sleep. one would think a visit to a café when you were experiencing difficulties sleeping was a bad idea. however, it wasn't so much that viktor was having difficulties falling asleep rather but that he lacked the desire to sleep. the nightmares never stopped. the fear, the images, the pain — even all these years later, felt so fresh. his past haunted him hour after hour && day after day. after a while, visits to the café became weekly, then daily. his order always remained the same — a cup of exceptionally sweet coffee. to most, the sweetness of his coffee would elicit a visible reaction. but viktor liked his coffee sweet enough that it could cause a cavity. no, he didn't always drink it this way. the habit of sweetening his coffee beyond necessary was picked up from his late husband. nowadays, it was one of the few things viktor had left of him. today though, his coffee wasn't nearly as sweet as he liked. there were no pastel-colored sugar packets at his table && the barista seemed to have disappeared into the back. he sighs, thinks about drinking it the way it is, then notices a table that has a mountain of sugar packets just waiting to be used. viktor knows it's strange to approach a stranger well past midnight to ask if he could steal some sugar, but he gets up from his table && makes his way over anyway.
he clears his throat, coffee mug && spoon in one hand && the other shoved in his jacket pocket. "excuse me — weird question but could i steal some of your sugar packets?"
