Anita Blake (not_your_petite) wrote in blood_red_sky, @ 2011-11-17 18:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | anita blake, justine |
If I asked for a cup of coffee, someone would search for the double meaning. (Justine)
Late Friday morning, Anita rolled out of bed, grabbed some coffee and a roll at the continental breakfastand went for her daily run in the crisp November air. She planned the circuit so that she would wind up at the coffee shop for a real caffeine fix. Though the run had kept her comfortably warm, she was ready for another steaming cup of goodness, especially since--without as many zombie raising to do after dark--she was actually trying to be awake during the day. Sort of.