rushes to save the coffee
We can't let coffee go to waste. Skinned knees will heal. The coffee will be lost forever.
It's gone and now I'm sad
This is like one of the most scary stories. It's our horror story.
It truly is. I'm so damned tired.
We need more coffee. But there is no more coffee sobs
Counterpoint: we'd do amazing because all the coffee would be ours nods
Our morals would disappear. "Why did you kill all those people ?" 'They had coffee and I wanted it.'
"Do you have coffee? No? No safety for you!"
I'm cold like that haha
They do for sure.