Coffee Hour ✖ Dojima & Art
The sounds of the passing seconds echoed within the empty break room. Scanning the objects within the room, lavender hues noted the neatly stacked coffee cups within the dish rack. For his first visit to the room, it was just as tidy compared to the other spaces within the building. Shifting his focus to the rack's vicinity, he noted the lack of coffee stains upon the off-white counter top. Perhaps the other officers took the break room cleanliness levels to an entirely new level. After he placed his files on a nearby table, he carried his mug and made his way to the counter top.
Although he started his shift not too long ago, the lack of coffee in his system prevented him from going any further. While he did get enough sleep the night before, Art found himself deep in the hole of caffeine dependency. Art never enjoyed the bitter taste of the drink, finding the flavor to be too overpowering. Pouring himself a cup of the caffeinated drink, he reached over to the sugar container, taking three packets and a stirrer. Carefully picking up the mug, he walked back over to his spot on the table, setting the mug down on the surface. Pulling out a chair, he took a seat and stirred the sugar into the steaming liquid. Once his drink was ready, Art began to dissect the contents of his folder.
Some time had passed since he initially arrived at the room. Glancing over at the entryway, he noticed a few figures pass by, each headed toward their respective destinations. A sigh escaped the male as he flipped to the next page of the report, taking a few pieces of information down on a stack of sticky notes. Eyes darted from one end of the page to the other, soaking in the information presented in ink. As he neared the bottom, he stuck his current note on the top right corner. Going on to the next page, lilac hues glanced over at the clock. The officer exhaled deeply at the slow passage of time; caffeine alone would not save him now.