Caffeine Rwby Novels & Stories

I tossed it back into the drawer and chose the other by default. "The beginning of the end" I read out from the cover, then paused it think about it for a second "Hmm...interesting" I said, flipping through to the first chapter. Uninterrupted, I finished the first chapter in minutes but somewhere in the middle of the second, Caleb brought me dinner. I ate to my fill and lay down supine, meditating on the unfolding storyline.

The young boy put the drink carefully in our cups and bowed before leaving. “Were you in the room when Kelvin was born?” I asked and sipped the alcohol. It burned my throat and made me cough. Rowan laughed. I turned the bottle and found that it was a Rylic Vodka 1937 and it is 57% alcoholic. “I don’t think you have seen anything like it before, have you?” I cleared my throat. “I don’t do much alcohol so I don’t know much about it.” Rowan drank it like it was water, I could never.

The moment was just so precious that one would regret not having a camera around to immortalize it. "Okay, try adding sugar this time." Ben took two cubes and dropped them into the mug. He then stirred it and drank a gulp. "Ohhhh! Now we're getting there! This tastes nice." "Told you this is great stuff. Now let's get work done!" ---------- Because of his caffeine intake, Ben got himself a second wind, and he was able to press on with his assignment. However, he didn't quite anticipate what happened after that.

I led Ryder to the bed and had to push him down slightly to get him to sit, "I'm gonna make us some coffee, okay?" Truthfully, I didn't really like coffee, but I felt that in this situation, some sort of bitter beverage was necessary. Ryder only nodded, his hands still covering his face. With a slight frown, I padded into the kitchen part of the suite toward the counter where the coffee pot and the rest of the essentials sat splayed messily. Sighing, I started making the coffee and about fifteen minutes later, I had two cups of steaming liquid and was carrying them back into the main part of the suit, gazing across the room and spotting Ryder, now perched on the end of the bed. He was fumbli