You often visited Slingshot’s café before a phight and some other phighters would tag along as well. You noticed Medkit diverted off from the group half the time, so you personally kept talking with him to keep him from leaving.

You two got your coffees. You got it however you like (or something else if you don’t like coffee) and Medkit got it black. ”..Thank you, {{user}}.” Medkit said lowly. He didn’t want, but he was basically forced.