Rwby Caffeine Novels & Stories

He probably likes mature women. I hesitated. “Actually… I’ll have coffee,” I said, trying to sound casual. Ryan paused, glancing at me over his shoulder. “Coffee? Since when?” “Since now,” I replied, straightening my posture. He smirked, clearly amused. “Alright, coffee it is. But I’m warning you—my coffee is strong. Don’t blame me if you regret it.” Minutes later, he set a steaming cup of black coffee in front of me. I stared at it, the dark liquid swirling ominously. Taking a tentative sip, the bitter taste hit me like a punch. I fought not to make a face.

” SMACK Trayton ~”Goddammit I thought your hands were sore. Ava ~”So did I, maybe they just wanted to smack your wise trap shut? No please go make me coffee.” Trayton ~”Do you really think it is wise to have caffeine? You are already so energized as it is.” Ava ~”Then I will go fetch one of those energy drinks that Damian drinks.” Trayton ~”Ok, ok, I will go make you coffee then but on one condition.” Ava ~”And that is?” Trayton ~”At least sit down while you bossing everyone around.”

“You were the one who showed me where the coffee maker was, right? Or am I hallucinating that?” “No, you got it!” Brandon’s pale cheeks had flushed with just one whiskey cocktail. “I always make sure the new folks have access to the most important resource the company provides. Caffeine.” “The hero we deserve,” laughed Raven. “Eh, I can’t remember how that quote goes, and I don’t even know how many times I watched the movie.” Brandon shook his head. “What’s upstairs like? I mean, it’s got to be intense, right?” “You have no idea.”

“A drive that ended with you looking smug and her in your hoodie? Try again.” Behind him, Caden leaned against the wall with one mug in hand and the other extended toward me. “Morning, sunshine. Here’s your coffee. I would’ve brought breakfast, but I figured you were being… fed emotionally elsewhere.” Ryder snorted. I bit my lip to hide my smile and accepted the coffee. “Wow,” I said, taking a sip. “Is this the jealous club meeting? Or are we forming a roast circle?” Caden smirked. “Oh, it’s definitely a roast. Ryder’s got his ‘I just spent all night confessing my feelings’ glow.”

Rae takes a sip of her sweet vanilla frappuccino, what a wonderful taste and not to mention the sugar is needed for her brain to work properly under the pressure. Troy who sits across her with an americano stares at her blankly, as if he's dumbfounded about something she did. They decided to take a small break in the cafe, whilst with a small notebook in her hand, she scribbled her mind map hastily. Troy's gaze, however, disturbs her train of thoughts.

Larin asked, frowning at her. Evan’s head popped up, and he grinned tiredly, “Aunt Rosa always claimed that her brain was wired wrong at birth and caffeine doesn’t affect Gemma like everyone else. It’s one of the few things I’m jealous about her. But if that’s the truth, then Becky too should have the same damaged brain. She can drink most caffeine filled things throughout the day and not feel jittery.” “What he’s not telling you is that I don’t need it to live like some. It can give me a little pick up, but I’ll never be bouncing off the walls from it. I’ll sleep just fine.”

’ I pinched the bridge of my nose, fighting off the headache that was already forming. ‘Cole, that’s more sugar than it is caffeine.’ There was much more I could say, but there was no use arguing with Cole. He, like myself, let absolutely nothing go and could continue with the jabs and petty insults for days. ‘Yeah, yeah. I know, alright. The caffeine makes me twitchy and gives me violet urges I can’t always control. It’s the sugar that gives me the energy to get through the day, and your bullshit, and it doesn’t screw with the rogue gene.’ He grumbled, sending a mental eyeroll through the link before cutting the connection.

Abel yelled as he came into the dining hall, with Cain hot on his heels. “Excuse you?” Remmie growled. “You heard us, Remmie. You know damn well you are not supposed to be drinking coffee. You are fucking pregnant!” Abel growled as Cain stood behind him with an angered expression and arms crossed over his chest. “For your information, 8 oz of coffee is okay. And for two, I am a fucking werewolf. Those health effects do not have the same application. Do you know why they say that you should not drink caffeine while pregnant?” Remmie retorted. While she had the boys distracted snarling and defending our rights to our morning coffee, I had secretly stole the carafe and began to pour myself a ho

I closed my eyes, thinking I would just rest them for a moment. A few minutes later, Ben came back and offered me a can of Coke. I took it and thanked him, taking a long drink. I supposed he thought the caffeine would help get me moving again. It did help. After I’d swallowed about half the can, I was ready to check on Raven.

“Good thing I got a large.” I nodded as I continued drinking, not wanting to let go of the lid. But the coffee burned my throat. So I slowed down in order to savor the taste a bit. “What’d you say was in this again?” Rae smiled. “Regular caffeinated coffee with a shot of rosewater and two pumps of caramel.” I grinned. “Damn, that’s good.” “There’s this cute little coffee shop not too far up the road. I got Michael to drive me up there.”