[Bingo. Yukimi kind of had a feeling the coffee answer would turn out like that, but it doesn't feel good to have it confirmed. He puffs out his cheeks, looking petulant for it, and then sighs. Again. He feels like he's constantly sighing, and it's going to suck the actual soul out of him, one of these days...]
It ain't bad. [Not really his... scene? But he's had his instances of going there with a laptop, settling in, and drafting some sort of article. He may have brought papers to grade, too, on a couple of occasions, just to unsettle local teenagers. Whatever.] You usually grab a sandwich or something to go with your coffee?
[That's the next step: how hungry is this guy, typically? There are a few mental boxes Yukimi would like to be able to tick. Sleep and food are the first of them.]
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It ain't bad. [Not really his... scene? But he's had his instances of going there with a laptop, settling in, and drafting some sort of article. He may have brought papers to grade, too, on a couple of occasions, just to unsettle local teenagers. Whatever.] You usually grab a sandwich or something to go with your coffee?
[That's the next step: how hungry is this guy, typically? There are a few mental boxes Yukimi would like to be able to tick. Sleep and food are the first of them.]