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fandomtownies2021-11-22 07:39 am
stykera) wrote in fandomtownies2021-11-22 07:39 am
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The Perk, Monday Morning
It wasn't quite cold enough for Stark to start wearing his fluffy muppet skin coat. Today it hadn't been too chilly of a walk from the apartment building over to the coffee shop. Of course, it was a short walk and he hadn't lingered outside any longer than was necessary. Longer walks might require warmer clothing.
It was definitely a day for hot coffee, even if it wasn't yet full-on fluffy coat weather. He'd ordered the chestnut praline coffee despite not being entirely sure what that was going to taste like. He wasn't sure he'd ever eaten a chestnut but the barista assured him it was good. And, he reasoned, if he didn't like it he could just get another drink to wash down the first one. 2 coffees might be slightly excessive but they certainly wouldn't cause any harm and it would help him to get through all the new seasonal flavors.
Taking his coffee to a table by the window so he could enjoy the sun while it lasted, he sat down and pulled out his phone. He was looking at recipes at first, trying to decide if he ought to attempt cooking something on Thursday. He had no idea how to make anything that seemed Thanksgiving related.
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It was definitely a day for hot coffee, even if it wasn't yet full-on fluffy coat weather. He'd ordered the chestnut praline coffee despite not being entirely sure what that was going to taste like. He wasn't sure he'd ever eaten a chestnut but the barista assured him it was good. And, he reasoned, if he didn't like it he could just get another drink to wash down the first one. 2 coffees might be slightly excessive but they certainly wouldn't cause any harm and it would help him to get through all the new seasonal flavors.
Taking his coffee to a table by the window so he could enjoy the sun while it lasted, he sat down and pulled out his phone. He was looking at recipes at first, trying to decide if he ought to attempt cooking something on Thursday. He had no idea how to make anything that seemed Thanksgiving related.
[Open for your alien or caffeine needs. Please join me in manifesting a workday where things are not terrible and I don't end up crying. Standard questionable availability disclaimers apply until ~3:30 EST]