Rwby Caffeine Novels & Stories

“ I really don’t get how you drink that sugary poison.” Bristling, Cain’s nostrils flared up as he protectively hugged his latte cup. “ I can say the same for you—— that bitter coffee is going to ruin your taste buds someday.” Reyna rolled her eyes at his childish retort, she might as well not say anything.

My life peaked at free Wi-Fi and half-off banana bread. It's 10:47 PM, my socks are wet inside my sneakers, and my back is doing this fun thing where it spasms every time I breathe too hard. Welcome to the glamorous existence of Hadley Russell: coffee-slinging, book-shelving, twenty-something years old disaster with a chronic caffeine addiction and the emotional range of a half-squished goldfish cracker. "Double whip, half-caff, soy latte with a pump of organic lavender and three ice cubes." The customer blinks at me expectantly, as if she didn't just order a beverage that sounds like it belongs in a fairy tale written by a yoga instructor.

he teased and I rolled my eyes, already rising from my stool. “Do you wanna go grab something or not?” He hesitated for a moment before shrugging. “I could use a sour pack, and maybe a coffee.” We stepped out together, walking into campus and heading toward the main quad to grab coffee. Brittany had stepped out - I could spot her anywhere in those pink gym shorts - near the hallway exit, flanked by two of those clones she’d call friends. Her eyes narrowed the second she saw us walking side by side. “Ryder. What are you doing here?” She planted herself in our path, voice syrupy but edged with venom.

Raff says as he walks in and leans over the counter to kiss me. “What kind, Raff? We have a lot of options,” I reply with a smile. “Hmmm, after last night I might need something caffeinated…” “Raff, order a damned coffee! You know you like it,” Aiden says, standing up and coming to wrap an arm around Raff’s waist. “Fine, get me a large mochaccino and give me a kiss,” Raff says. “Raff, you can’t order a kiss!” I reply.

it’s so bitter I wonder how you take this Caleb; And who says i take tequila Raven; I watched you gulp four shots of tequila like it’s nothing Caleb; it’s not completely bitter, it’s more of how it makes you feel than the taste in the mouth Raven; it’s 9pm I better head home because I got to bake for the new next door neighbor Caleb; I’ll walk you home Raven takes a step and next thing she sees is darkness. Yes! Raven fainted and Caleb had to call for assistance. She got better in an hour and was taken home by Caleb

She ignored Rafael and focused her attention on Eddy. "Later!" Rafael told Eddy and went upstairs. "He's doing well and feeling much better, in case you were wondering," Eddy told her as Ruhi watched Rafael going into his room. "I wasn't, at all, but thank you. Would you like some chai? I can make some bomb-ass chai." "It's already past five. Caffeine keeps me up till 3 AM if I drink now. But definitely on a weekend morning. As long as it doesn't taste like the crappy chai latte I had many times, I'm game."

Jack watches her as she reads. "Harley, you want an iced coffee or something?” “Me? Coffee? No, never.” The sarcasm is so thick no one could possibly miss it. I’ve noticed this woman has a serious caffeine addiction. Jack looks at me. “Erik, you want an iced tea?” “Yes, please.” With that Jack disappears into the kitchen and I finally have some seconds alone with Harley.

“Would anyone like anything to drink? Tea, coffee, water?” “I’ll have some coffee Cerberus, only if it’s…de-coffin-ated, that is,” Rian says with a smirk. If I could facepalm myself any harder than I did at that moment, I would have given myself a concussion. “Rian, knock it off or I will seriously allow Cerberus to rip out your throat and spit in it,” I say through gritted teeth. “Fine, I’ll stop. Though in all seriousness Cerberus, I would like a cup of coffee, caffeinated please.” Rian says, sheepishly.

It did not have the magic of passion behind it that Mirage’s did, but they were convinced they were doing their best work so far. Coffee was probably not the best idea, they should be following their own advice and hydrating, but water did not have the kick of caffeine that their short-on-sleep systems craved. The bag of beans was alarmingly low, however, he noted as water began to drip through into the pot. A sign that they were relying heavily on it to keep them functioning. He jumped when his phone vibrated. Maybe he’d had a little too much caffeine, he thought ruefully as he pulled the phone from his pocket, he was getting jittery. He checked the display. Raven’s face grinned up at him s

CHUCK After five minutes at most, Rabiya got out of the kitchen room with a serving platter and three cups of coffee. Just by the aroma of it, and just by seeing how the steam evaporated in the air sending thin clouds of visible smoke towards us, as if a hand trying to seduce us to drink it right away, I could already determine that the freshly brewed coffee were so satisfying. I jumped out of the sofa where I decided to sit for three minutes, and fetched Rabiya from the isle to get the cup she prepared for me. I determined it right away which cup was mine, because I was the only one who ordered my coffee to be black and pure. No sure, no creamer, no anything at all. “You better be sure this