The Morning After

[coffeebitch]

[Burnt out after a night of romantic passion as much as camp regulation allows? Exhilarated at the confession of true love? Basking in the bliss of romance? Dejected at unexpected heartbreak, or just feeling ronery? Never fear, for there is one National Knight at the Mess Hall with an assortment of pick me ups

Comments

[mothersboard]

[Sipping his coffee a-ways off and looking a little perturbed at the universal invitation.]

This would have been more appropriate for two weeks ago, Matsuka.

[coffeebitch]

I never expected the giant gift basket to arrive today, Keith.

[mothersboard]

... Did you perform the necessary inspections?

[coffeebitch]

The coffee should be fine. I'm not sure about the sweets.

[waaaaaaaaaaaarp]

[<-- stalking Keith or something. Who knows?]

Then you don't have to do any of this if you don't want to.

[coffeebitch]

I don't mind! It was just unexpec--

[coffeebitch]

[Wait, Keith told me to tsun at you >( ]

[waaaaaaaaaaaarp]

It was just unexpec-what?

[touchedbyan]

*My bitchboy senses are tingling.* I don't think this place cares much for job descriptions.

[coffeebitch]

I don't mind brewing coffee for my job, but I'm not sure about the sweets.

[touchedbyan]

Do you need help?

[coffeebitch]

I have the coffee covered, but I need an extra hand in mixing syrups and milk.

[yourcompetition]

[<-- definitely stalking Keith, or something.]

So why do it?

[coffeebitch]

It would make people happy.

[yourcompetition]

If they need coffee or chocolate that badly, then wouldn't it be up to them to get it themselves?

[coffeebitch]

You're not familiar with gift giving?

[bluefactor]

... What is this for, Matsuka?

[coffeebitch]

A consideration for those who didn't get candy yesterday.

Or so the card says.

[bluefactor]

I see, then ... But you don't think this is a job for you.

[coffeebitch]

It's not like that. I'm used to making coffee at my job.

I just don't know why I was chosen for this.