STORY STARTER
Inspired by lori_potato
You've kindly been using your magic to heal people, but discover that in the long term it's killing them...
The Brew
**Monday**: I’ve always been a brewist. They say my lattes have magical healing powers. Yeah right. That I must be some kind of _witch. _Ridiculous; I mean, honestly if I really had healing powers, I would quit my job. But I can’t.
I would say my lattes have more of a malignant power than that. The power to keep you awake, like,24 hours; No, seriously. I get customers all the time coming in who leave the biggest tips while saying_ “Oh my gosh I couldn’t sleep last night because of your coffee! I was able to crunch all my office work! You saved me from being fired! You need a raise!” _And honestly, I agree with them. I do need a raise. But it’s not because of some magic lattes.
**Wednesday: **Something is seriously wrong. I had two customers today come in and beg for my service! They were quite literally crawling on their hands and knees. Apparently they haven’t been able to sleep for days. All thanks to… _my lattes_? And here’s the weirdest part. They want _more. _Who wants more coffee after being about as sleep deprived as a hibernating bear who can’t hibernate and stays awake the whole winter? They had circles under their eyes deeper than the mariana trench.
I’m starting to get a little worried.
**Thursday**:
Someone came in today and collapsed due to exhaustion! They walked up to me, said in a super groggy voice “I need a latte with extra caffeine.” and then just slumped to the ground! I thought they had a stroke or something. But nope! According to the paramedics who I overheard talking to my boss, the person hadn’t slept in over 5 days! Guess I’ll just have to give them that latte to go.
I saw my boss side-eyeing me. I think he’s starting to get suspicious.
Is something really wrong with my lattes.
**Friday**:
Another person collapsed in front of me today. The boss took me into his office and told me I was being “let go”.
Fah! Ridiculous! I really need this job.
I couldn’t argue though. I only said this
“Sir, I accept my release, despite the fact that I truly enjoyed working here. But, can I do you one last favor? Let me make one last latte. Just for you.”
THE END 😈😈😈