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Cuppa Joe Tastes Bitter
As Lavender sips her usual order - black coffee with 3 large lumps of sugar. Somehow it doesnât taste sweet enough, leaving an undesirable aftertaste that sends a shiver through her body.Â
As she feels the caffeine corrupting her heartbeat. The quickened pace only amplified by her discomfort within her new environment. This is the first time she has been able to leave her home in days and she relentlessly tried to figure out how the fuck she ended up in Middle Hollow. And what even is Middle Hollow.
She remembers being rushed to the ER after being found passed out by her roommate. She woke up in an unfamiliar bed decorated with small memories that ranged from her childhood until her last moment.Â
Her gaze lifts from her coffee cup and she notices another soul staring at her. She canât read them as they stare blankly. Probably as confused as she is. Lavender has always been more on the introverted side. But in Middle Hollow, what did she have to lose? She chugged the rest of her bitter coffee and walks towards the stranger, holding their gaze until her body goes into autopilot. She breaks eye contact and races towards the door.Â
Lavender pulls out a cigarette, leaning on the window of Cuppa Joe. As she attempts to catch her breath, the door jingles. The stranger approaches Lavender.Â
âWant to bum one?â Lavender stumbles out. Fumbling with her pack.Â
Alana smiles gently, shaking her head no. Her hand is curled around a coffee cup of her own- the rim blotted over lightly with rosy lipstick. âI donât smoke,â she says, voice quiet. âBut thank you for the offer, regardless.â
âI hope that youâre alright- I apologize if I spooked you in there, earlier. I work at the hospital- shadowing the doctors to learn on rounds- itâs part of our co-op program.â She takes a sip.Â
âI thought that I recognized you- I didnât want to approach in public, of course, given concerns around patient privacy, but, well-â she takes a quick look around. Itâs a far cry from the bustling interior of the shop, and she smiles at Lavender. âIt seems weâve the space to ourselves. You were the one whose roommate brought her in, right? I hope that youâve been holding up alright.â
Alana brushes some of her white-blonde hair behind her ear. âI donât normally follow up with patients when theyâve left the premises- but I suppose you were a little more memorable than most. I didnât mean to impose,â she added contemplatively.Â

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A soft, scratchy hum indicates Jayâs acknowledgement, and heâs drifted close enough to the table to set a few of the utensils in their proper spots as Alana scurries back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. Thereâs a soothing quality to the repetition of motion, and the mundaneness of setting the table with his daughter. Eating alone after knowing the company of sharing a meal with someone close to you had been one of the most painful parts of losing her.
It was difficult to dwell on sad things with Phil singing his heart out, though, and Jay wasnât disturbed by these thoughts, nor did they last. He adjusted a crooked butter knife without a word, only glancing in Alanaâs direction when she left to answer her phone. Heâd always been insistent on allowing her her privacy, and when she had been a teenager given her as much space as he thought was appropriate - he trusted her to tell him things she thought were important for him to know, after all - and so almost automatically turned his head away to try and tune into whatever musical number her joint-custody cat had invested himself in. He placed the last fork at Raleighâs spot at the table before he did his own. All water under the bridge, it seemed.
When Alana returned (and with a fork, too), he gestured to the table a little absently. âWe could pull up a chair for him,â the cat, âsince itâs already set.â Apparently he had already accepted that Phil simply needed to be involved in things.
Alana laughed. âOh, I bet Phil would love that! Actually- that reminds me, Dr. Babineaux gave me something recently as a present. I think he sort of got the wrong idea, because me and Raleigh sometimes talk about Phil as like, the baby, since we split custody so itâs kind of like, a joke, you know- whoâs turn is it to have the kid over at their place- but! Hang on!â She chirped, before wandering off to come back with a... highchair.Â
It slides up to the table well enough, and Phil comes to the table with minimal fussing. Alana is holding him like a bag of bread, and dumps him into the seat- though she doesnât bother with the buckles. He seems perplexed by his new surroundings- but having finished the musical number he was just meowing along to and the movie paused on the television, he seems content enough to sit. He rearranges himself, mostly flopped onto the tray and eyeing up Jay curiously- and then the vegetables, meowing obnoxiously.Â
âThere! And unlike like, a real baby, he doesnât actually need to be strapped in, since it wonât hurt him if he hops out,â Alana said. Philâs catfood bowl is picked up and plopped onto the tray. He seems interested in sniffing around at the small carrot coin Alana places on top for him. Satisfied that heâs preoccupied with his own meal, Alana takes her place at the table- brushing elbows with Jay.
âDr. Kenneth called, he just wanted to see me in tomorrow since our last session got cut off a little abruptly. I told him weâd reschedule for Tuesday, since like, tomorrowâs my day off and we have to go get like, stuff for the house- and more clothes for you, duh, you canât just wear PJs all day. I have a sewing kit to fix your sweater though, so you can at least put that on top when we go out tomorrow: thereâs a washing machine in the backroom.â Alana pauses, contemplating that for a moment. âI mean, I guess you could wear PJs all day. Professors are like, eccentric, and anyways, does it really matter? I see people walking around in the weirdest outfits ever sometimes- very historical reenactment-esque. Especially patients in the hospital.â More thinking. âBut like, practically speaking, we need to get you more clothes. So I rescheduled!âÂ