It was another weekend in Beacon, most students were either asleep, lazing around in their dorms or out on the city of Vale. Weiss was a rare exception comprised of very few students who would actually wake up early and go about their day as usual.

Weiss seriously didn't look forwards to the mornings, she was actually not at all a morning person, but still got up to keep up appearances as a Schnee. However, the one thing that annoyed her the most, the singular thing she hated about getting up early in this Academy was the coffee simply not being up to her standards. She is a SCHNEE, for as long as she could care to remember, coffee was what got her through long and arduous days of piano lessons, learning etiquette, enduring her father's business meetings and being sad over Winter no longer being with her as she left for Atlas' Military, but in Beacon it was simply subpar.

She sat in the cafeteria, looking down with a grimace at her cup full of what she would normally consider holy elixir, now feeling more like black tar that she needed to stomach through. "Ugh, the most renowned Huntsman Academy in all of Remnant yet it can't even afford some decent quality grounds or even prepare it properly? This has to be some kind of insult to the students and their time, especially mine." She complained mostly to herself, though her voice did carry through the otherwise quiet cafeteria, the Schnee heiress actually considering tainting coffee with cream and sugar to mellow out the awful taste.