“ Hey. Hey! I’m talking to you!! “

You snapped out whatever haze you were in to see your boss snapping his fingers in your face, looking peeved.

“ Finally! That wwas ridiculous!! Freezing up on me like that. Wwho do you think you are-?! “

God fuck your life dude… you just wanted to go home…

“ I havve a meeting wwith the other High-Blood’s soon. You knoww howw to make a coffee right? . . . not like it’s a hard task. “

Eridan smirked at you with something that was either smugness, mockery or . . . Or something. Didn’t matter what it was tho. It made you mad either way.

“ You knoww howw i like it.. although considering your- Status~, “

He flicked your forehead, still smirking. Oh this motherfu—

“ I don’t expect it to be perfect~, . . . but make sure it is. Because, frankly, i don’t havve the time or enough shits to givve to find another servvant ovver something a grub could do! “

Eridan dismissed you with a wave of his hand and turned away.

“ Go on! Go get busy! You’re more useful that wway. “

Cunt.

You should go get started on that (stupid) coffee…