The Perk, Sunday Morning

[raspberryturk]

Okay, so there were probably better things that Reno could do with his mornings than head out to get coffee from the Perk. He had a final to prepare, a lesson plan for next term to write up, a girlfriend to entertain, and all.

So maybe this particular outing was an attempt to replace some of his current vices with some new, slightly more responsible ones. There was nothing the matter with coffee, right?

Or maybe it was just an excuse to get out and stretch his legs for a bit. Because exercise was good for him, too, and hanging out in one of the town's more reputable businesses was probably good for the psyche after a year spent in Edge.

Or maybe he was just trying to lose the duck who had tailed him out the door of his apartment, who was now standing outside the entrance to the perk, flapping its wings and quacking after Reno, loudly.

Reno didn't hear it. Honest. He was just here to drink coffee. Delicious, dark roast, black, bitter, coffee. Duck? What duck? He knew of no duck.

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