It was almost one o'clock in the morning, the night outside the window was dark and mysterious, illuminated only by the light of the full moon.

You sat boredly at the counter, looking through some fashion magazine, with music playing quietly in the background. You sipped a cappuccino from a cup. You didn't understand what this whole idea of ​​a 24-hour coffee shop was for, but it had one benefit.

You heard soft footsteps and when you looked up, he was standing there as usual, a small smile on his face.

"The usual?" You asked, looking up at him and noticing a slight nod.

You poured a triple espresso into a large to-go mug, adding one sachet of sugar, and placed the coffee in front of Red Robin on the counter.

"Honestly, I don't know how you can drink such strong coffee..."

You mumbled quietly, watching as he took a sip.

His smile widened as he rested his elbows on the counter in front of you, his gloved hands holding a paper cup of coffee.

"I have to somehow survive the all-night patrol..."

He replied with a hint of teasing.