The Perk- Wednesday afternoon

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine normally had a pretty healthy self-confidence, but that was really nothing compared to when she'd been out too long in the special snowstorm while coming back from the warehouse.

Because Sabine after getting pelted with snowflakes got into an argument over whether the barista was making her coffee right, which had led to Sabine hopping the counter to make it herself. And then she stayed there. Because she was the best at making coffee.

In actuality, Sabine usually stuck to her usual drinks and didn't know much about what went into others, but the point was that she believed she was the best.


[I just started writing and this is what happened. Anyway get some coffee!]

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

[intraspective]

Christmas was… not… really her holiday.

And Iris was suspiciously eyeing everything today until she decided that whatever was weird it wasn't in her store or her lab and therefore she was going to operate as if nothing was weird.

… Except the customers who stomped in all proclaiming just how absolutely, wonderfully, marvelous they all were and expecting the sort of service that President Shinra might be used to but that, as a Turk, Iris got out of most of that.

Only the fact that she loved the smell of peppermint and vanilla and cloves and that there was a new Taylor Swift song—it was even about the holiday; no one could complain about her blaring it on gleeful repeat for the whole day and singing along when she wasn't dealing with special, special customers—kept her in a cheerful mood.

And, yeah. Definitely not going outside.

Pick Your Poison is Open!

[And OCD free!]