fandomtownies | The Perk, Later Than Anyone Should Be Drinking Coffee, But Still Sunday Afternoon

Atton had slept last night. It had been fantastic. Better than he'd slept in at least a year. And he'd kept on sleeping until just past noon, at which point he'd woken up briefly and then turned over so he could sleep some more until he stopped feeling tired.

Which was, of course, when Mical had commed.

There had been expletives.

Now, a few hours later, Atton was sitting at a table in the Perk, looking for all the world like he was ready to Force choke someone. Preferably someone boppy and naive and overly optimistic and really into Jedi lore. He had a cup of coffee the size of fuel tank clutched in his hands. Portal coming in in another hour. Before that happened, he planned to drink as much coffee as he could humanely stuff into his throat in that timespan.

The job didn't wait until you got all your sleeps caught up. Unfortunately.

[[ open! i was gonna do this tomorrow, but i'm tired today, so whee method. ]]