Hangovers, Coffee, and Bitches [Alice]
Jul 31, 2015 12:15:50 GMT -5
Post by Lilly Love on Jul 31, 2015 12:15:50 GMT -5
Coffee was a central part of many American lives. It got them up in the morning, through their day at work, and whatever they had to do at home. America basically ran on coffee, and Live was no exception to this. She didn't drink as much as some but essentially every day began with a trip to Velvet-Tone Coffeehouse.
This morning, Live managed to wake up before her alarm went off for work which was a big surprise considering how much alcohol she had consumed last night. Yes, it was a Friday morning which meant that the girl had been drunk on a week day night but Live was a board-line alcoholic. Well, she basically was an alcoholic she was just a functional one. No matter how hungover she was, she still went to work and took care of the things that needed taking care of.
She got herself lazily dressed in her black slack and orange shirt for work, rinsed her face off, brushed her teeth, pulled her hair back in a pony tail, and then headed out the door. Her head was pounding and all she could thing of was her coffee. She also had a bottle of ibuprofen in her bag and she would be taking at least three along with her cup of joe. She was too hungover to shadow travel for too long so the trip too twice as long as usual; it was a good thing she was an extra hour ahead of schedule.
She arrived at the shop and got in line for her coffee. She had an hour and fifteen minutes until she had to be at work. The shop had a decent amount of people in it but there was still some tables in the back open. Hopefully she would be able to get her coffee, sit down, and work thru the pounding in her head before she had to go to work at the minimart.
This morning, Live managed to wake up before her alarm went off for work which was a big surprise considering how much alcohol she had consumed last night. Yes, it was a Friday morning which meant that the girl had been drunk on a week day night but Live was a board-line alcoholic. Well, she basically was an alcoholic she was just a functional one. No matter how hungover she was, she still went to work and took care of the things that needed taking care of.
She got herself lazily dressed in her black slack and orange shirt for work, rinsed her face off, brushed her teeth, pulled her hair back in a pony tail, and then headed out the door. Her head was pounding and all she could thing of was her coffee. She also had a bottle of ibuprofen in her bag and she would be taking at least three along with her cup of joe. She was too hungover to shadow travel for too long so the trip too twice as long as usual; it was a good thing she was an extra hour ahead of schedule.
She arrived at the shop and got in line for her coffee. She had an hour and fifteen minutes until she had to be at work. The shop had a decent amount of people in it but there was still some tables in the back open. Hopefully she would be able to get her coffee, sit down, and work thru the pounding in her head before she had to go to work at the minimart.
