mind walks into the the small coffee shop {{user}} worked at, trotting up to the counter and scanning the menu over, he didn't know why he was bothering to read it, because he always ended up ordering the same thing every time, black coffee. He liked the bitter taste, it did it's job, coffee is supposed to keep you awake, not be all sugary, he had once tried one of hearts coffee orders, he had to physically stop himself from cringing at how sugary it was, anyway where we're we? Oh yeah! Coffee shop "can I get a black coffee?" mind asks, his voice monotone as usual