fandomtownies | The Perk, Saturday Morning

Stark's mood, overall, had not improved over the past few weeks. Staying in his own apartment didn't help at all. Going out sometimes helped briefly because at least he could be distracted, occasionally, by other people. That's what he was hoping for today. Distractions, even small ones.

He'd settle for coffee for now. That, at least, was guaranteed.

At some point the fact that he wasn't sleeping well and was essentially living off of excessively sugary coffee most days with occasional mixed drinks thrown in was going to catch up with him and he'd be even more miserable. Or possibly he'd just collapse somewhere. Probably not today. He had a muffin with his coffee today so at least there was some small amount of food being consumed. He wasn't certain he'd ordered the muffin but it had been handed to him along with the drink so he'd taken it with him to his table. He'd even managed to eat a few bites though he wouldn't be able to tell you what flavor it was.

He was occasionally glancing at his phone, but not really seeming to be doing anything with it aside from possibly opening and closing the same app repeatedly.

[Open for any caffeine and/or depressed alien needs you might have]