Caffeine Rwby Novels & Stories

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