Rwby Caffeine Novels & Stories

I shook my head and ran my hand down my face, “I yelled at them. They were fighting over petty shit and there was no coffee.” He laughed and said, “You’re an addict. You need CAA, caffeine addicts anonymous.” I couldn’t help but laugh, the jerk was my best friend in the whole world and if anyone was gonna get me out of my mood it was him. “Eat a bag of dicks asshole. I will go without coffee if you go without pussy,” I teased. “I can go without sex, but can you really go without caffeine?” he taunted. “Do you honestly think I don’t know how often you and Phoebe sneak off together?” I questioned and he blushed.

Jackson seemed to notice what was happening and walked over to us. He grabbed a bottle of water, uncapping it as he took a seat across from Arthur. “When last did you get some sleep, dude?” Jackson asked. Arthur rubbed the back of his neck. “Not important,” he said. “Yeah, but you look like you could pass out any minute. Maybe we should end it here-” “No,” Arthur quickly said before emptying the bottle. He stood up with a sigh. “I’m going to get caffeine. I’ll be back,” he said, giving me a smile before walking away.

"Please tell me you brought caffeine," I muttered, dragging my half-dead corpse across the campus quad like a zombie who'd made questionable life choices and was now paying for them in sleep deprivation. Chantelle practically bounced beside me like she'd been mainlining Red Bull since dawn. "I brought something better." I blinked through my exhaustion-induced brain fog. "What's better than caffeine? Because if you say cocaine, I'm calling your therapist." "A man with breakfast." "Hi, ladies." Jaden materialized behind us like some kind of rom-com fairy godmother with perfect timing. "Thought you might need fuel for Martinez's daily psychological warfare session."

Ryu replied, trying to keep a straight face. "Really?" Ryu questioned, surprised. "Most people say that I look like the sugar and milk kind of guy. I actually like sweet stuff but I'm kinda addicted to the bitter taste of coffee. It's because..." He suddenly paused and frowned. Why did he like black coffee? Aito thought hard but he couldn't remember and it made his head ache. Aito was already familiar with this kind of headache. It happened every time he tried to remember something but each time, it seemed like something was blocking his memories. Like a very thick wall.

This wolf might be Drew, but he still had absurdly large, pointy teeth. “You stay up really late,” I said. “Or get up really early? I didn’t even smell any coffee in the kitchen.” Jesus, fresh coffee. My mouth watered. And then I remembered. “Not that I’d enjoy it if I drank it. Do you think it’d at least make me feel more energetic? You don’t think they, like, shut off my caffeine receptors, right? That’d go beyond cruel and unusual and into unthinkably sadistic.” Drew-the-wolf nodded again, vigorously, his ears twitching.

He said softly. Looking at Grainne obediently drank all the milk, there was a white ring in her mouth, like old man's white beard! Carwyn laugh, really like a child! "So Phong, why don't you drink?" Grainne saw Carwyn holding a cup of coffee and asked. "I have a habit of drinking a cup of coffee in the morning!" Carwyn explains, "It keeps me awake to work all day!" "Really?" Looking at Grainne with longing eyes looking at the cup of coffee in her hand, her face clearly showing a desire to taste, Carwyn asked again, "Grainne, I want to drink it.

I huffed pushing the door open “ Creed doesn’t think cream cheese on a bagel tastes good. He’s literally not human.” Ryan griped “ Is that really what you two are arguing about?” Walking over to the coffee mug that sat on my desk I can tell it is hot which means the cook just brought it in not too long ago. Taking a sip, I take in the hotness that runs down my throat as peace in this messed up word. Anyone who says coffee has no effect on you mentally are people who have never drank and enjoyed coffee before.

He enjoyed the excellent taste of a beer, and then his attention was pulled back to Brady. “Do you think it’s a good idea to have a conversation with Cassie to understand why she did it?” Brady asked. “I’m confused.” Rye said, “Well, she didn’t say you could never talk to her again.” Brady's hand trembled while holding the chilly metal container, displaying his excitement. He opened the can rapidly, and the carbonation was audible. Brady was familiar with the hops and wheat fragrance in the room. He enjoyed each sip of the creamy concoction with a grin. The rich aroma made him inhale deeply and fill his lungs with delight.

Currently, Rafter is typing something on his laptop . Sitting on the couch , placed on his balcony .he averted his gaze towards his wrist watch to check the time .A frown of irritation , Crossed his face .It's been 15 minutes since now ,the coffee which he demanded haven't arrived .He's about to shout .But , before an young lady around her 24 rushed to him with a cup of coffee. Rafter got frustrated and glared before receiving the coffee .The second,he sipped the coffee his blood boiled out and he spit the coffee .His face , scrunched up

Ryu effortlessly removed his jacket and draped it over the back of his chair, settling in comfortably. Ryu frequently goes to this bar whenever he found himself having a hard time working on his ideas and creativity, which seemed to be a common occurrence for him. He was particularly fond of the establishment's relaxed ambiance and the profound conversations that ensued among the customers after they had indulged in a few drinks. "The coffee they serve here is exceptional," Ryu remarked, breaking the silence. Yuka nodded in agreement, inhaling the rich scent of coffee that permeated the air. The bar initially served only alcoholic beverages, but due to popular demand, the management decided