The sun had gone down on the luxurious grounds of Mythos academy boarding school. Today Nyssa had dressed in her standard matchy match outfit of a bright pink tracksuit as she entered the cafe frequented by mythos academy students in need of a caffeine fix. Nyssa approached the counter and began to speak kindly “Can I get a triple shot espresso with a vanilla whip?” Nyssa asked with a warm and generous smile playing upon her lips.