He nodded in reply to the
question about coffee. "I don't know much, other than her name
might have been Emily, and the she might have died in a burning
building." He responded. "I plan to find out more later." He added
after a few moments.
It seemed like he wasn't nearly as alert and he usually is. Maybe
it's because it's morning already? He's usually on around his third
cup when you find him anyways.
*Glich went and sat on one of the other chairs*
Glich:and how will you plan on getting more information? I don’t
know if she’s will straight on telling us...
*They glanced at Patches and back*
He glances at Patches without
moving his head, then looks back at the coffee pot, seeming rather
impatient. He let out a sigh, laying his head on the table with a
small 'thunk'.
*Patches woke up from the sudden ‘thunk’ sound*
“What was that?”
*They let out a yawn, looking around and then at the two*
Glich:demon couldn’t wait for their coffee and just ya know, went
down...
He raises his head and looks,
his blank, tired expression turning to a small smile. "Ah, I
suppose not..." He said, getting up and making a cup.
How do you make coffee? The way we
make ours is we fill the coffee pot (12 cups) with water and dump
it in the back of a machine, then put in a filter and grounds, then
let it run and viola, the pot is full of coffee at the
end.
Glich:heh...
*Patches started to stretch their body on the table*
as a Hispanic, we used a small pot to
boil water and then just add instant coffee into it when it’s half
boiled. Once that is done we pour it into a cup and add the amount
of auger we prefer before adding milk or not.
*Glich grabs the cup*
Glich:thanks and it doesn’t matter what it tastes like... coffee is
coffee...
*she started to blow on it, trying to cool it off*
Funny short story:
When I was 7 I had my first taste of coffee... it was boiling hot
and I drank it thinking I can handle it.. I burnt my tongue for a
week..
*Glich stares the coffee and took a sip and then putting it
down*
Glich:hot hot hot hot hot *you let out a sigh* shouldnt have assume
that if the cup is cold, the coffee is cold too...
Lu grimaced, testing the tip of
his tongue for a moment before letting out a sigh. "Burnt it...
Won't be able to taste for a few days or more..." he muttered,
mostly to himself. He continued to blow on the cup for a moment
before getting an idea. He got up and set his mug in the fridge,
checking the time as he did. "Just a minute or two should do the
trick." He said.
*Glich took another sip, regardless if they burnt their tongue or
not. Patches just sat there yawning*
“How did I even get here?”
Glich:you were gripping on my arm and you wouldn’t let go... so I
took you down here with me..
“I was... oh... I’m sorry..” *their ears flatten*
Glich:it’s alright..
Lu gave a soft smile, heading
back over to sit down, and gave Patches a pat or two. "It's fine.
You weren't having the best of dreams last night from what I
heard..." he said, sitting down.
"You looked like you were
having a nightmare, pretending to run and pleading to someone named
'Emily' about a fire. I take it Emily was your last owner?" He said
bluntly. He watched to see if any of that struck a
nerve.
*Patches back up the edge of the table*
“...y-yeah... her name was Emily... house... village caught on
fire.... ran inside house.... collapsed.... can’t find her in the
rubble....”
*Patches started to tear up again*