Andeino Posted November 20, 2017 Share Posted November 20, 2017 Koohiime is a nineteen years old boy, who is in love of coffee. He studies chemistry, despite being a very charming person he don't have any friends, rather he don't want any friends. He think its a total waste of time, the same goes to parties and dating he knows the most of the relations in the youth go to failure and decided he won't cry for fights and breakout. He hates talking about himself still his parents described him an irresponsible good for nothing who spend his time loocked in his room. Except for school he only goes out of home a few hours each week, then returns with bags and more bags of coffee beans. As expected Koohiime barely sleep he does at much 3 hour per day. He is usually nervous and clumsy but its even worse when he don't have any coffee. At the tenth hour without caffeine he is already into crying, refuses to eat anything or talk to anyone, five more hours an he goes psycotic. His parents already tried forbiding coffee, but he get his drug by any means. Koohiime had stole his parents, sometimes even his schoolfellows, when short of money he has seriously tought about killing his parents and get the insuranse, he wont mind living on the streets or get into jail as long as he can ensure quality coffee. Luckly for him a fancy coffeeshop seems to be hiring employees. If he gets the job he could get coffee enough to die drown in. Koohiime had no idea but there was someone in that buisness that will end up causing in him another addiction. - - - Updated - - - Koohiime wasnt more nervous than usual, but his shivering hands were only calmed while was drinking coffee, still a few meters of the door, the place was pretty busy so no one had noticed him. As he tried to imaginate what kind of questions will have to pass a something kept drilling his mind. He knew he couldn't enter, not with that homemade coffee he brewt in a rush only half hour ago. Attached to his green backpack, the small flask. He took it, his shaking arms won't change his desicion. Took a breath, he was going to drink it all in a sip. Closed his eyes as his tongue was going to de dipped in the... - aaaaaah! Koohiime couldn't help but dropping the flask. The boiled water was just too hot he was burnt but the pain was worse when he noticed it was all splited on the floor, he even drop it on his jeans. -Not that really matter. He tought. -people usually stare at other's upper wearings. He was lucky enought. The stains werent that visible after all. He put the flask inside the backpack and then decided to step into. He asked for information and the employee guided him to another room, the manager room. Koohiime was told to sit and wait for the manager. He sat down. Then his hands started to tremble again. His eyes moved quickly side to side. Someone would tell he was in drugs as he wasnt even paying attencion around. Then he heard the door behind him.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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