Monday Morning Mocha Multipup
Halloween had been one hell of a night and Sunday Zack had felt like shit. Such shit that he slept most of the day Sunday. But then when you were ill to begin with, not eating much and getting plastered probably wasn't the best idea anyway. This morning he had dragged himself out of bed and dressed - lots of layers, very warm because it was so cold - and gone down to the Mocha. Joy had looked at him and offered something new, a Chai tea that was supposed to give one energy and Zack had just grunted and accepted it.
And now, after half the cup gone, he had to admit he was beginning to feel better.
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Hugh hadn't had such a good weekend. He didn't much remember the ball, though he was pretty sure he'd gone. Sunday had been - odd. He'd had this vague idea that he should remember something but couldn't and so had spent most of the day in a bit of a daze.
Today he was feeling a bit more like himself and so had gone down to the Mocha for a cuppa. The new Chai latte was really quite good and he began jotting down some real solid ideas for his new book.
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His shift was scheduled to start in about twenty minutes and that was plenty of time to get a coffee and a muffin so Jason headed into the Mocha. He looked everyone over as he got his coffee and sat at a table that gave him a good view of the Mocha and the lobby. Frank may be at the desk but Jason still kept an eye open anyway.