Re: Coffee prize: Ren S & Noah N
"Pumpkins in May, dude," Ren teased good-natured. He didn't care, not really, and to be honest if he thought he could solve his mood by a PSL in May, he'd have jumped on that shit. It wasn't likely to be that easy, and he didn't really want to think about that, so he poured out his own espresso shots and set the cup aside, and went to start a new drink. "You want anything different about it or just typical PSL? Personally I always recommend a little extra cinnamon on top cause it just makes the whole thing sparkle, if you want."
He measured out new espresso beans, and started them brewing, and while he waited for that, he considered the question. "It's a Monday," he offered sort of as a in-between the truth, and a straight up flat out sort of lie. "I just made myself espresso shots, and I'm gonna drink them in a minute, so it's gonna be fine." He tilted his head. He'd seen Noah's post, the stuff about the job, all of it, and it was straight up shit, really. "How're you doing though?"