◜ . bean juice ┊ making coffee... sorta . ◞

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YOU'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME

YEAH, YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T GO BACK, IT'S TOO LATE TO SAY IT'S TOO LATE. YOU CAN'T TAKE BACK THAT YOU SAID NOTHING. HOW COULD YOU DO NOTHING?

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Titan was out of his element.

He was skilled at a lot of things. Endurance, strength, combat, strategizing, hunting, tracking. Anything that an average, wild lion would be good at naturally. Seeing as his pride had been traditional in their customs and ways, he had been trained in the art of fighting and hunting, and pretty much only those two skills. Seldom was Titan ever exposed to anything out of the ordinary; hell, even eating fresh-baked bread was considered a luxury to him.

So, it was only expected that he wasn't exactly the coffee-guru. Titan's weekly task was to brew cups for his clanmates, but there was one problem with that — he didn't know how to make it. He hadn't even had it before. Needless to say, this cup of joe would be tasting a little funky that morning.

After a long, frustrating, and confusing process of boiling hot water and hand-grinding coffee beans, he finally managed to brew one cup of "coffee". Dark, pepper-like coffee bean grounds were dumped into a kettle of steaming water. The mix slowly turned a mocha-brown, and Titan's eyebrows lifted at the sight. Had he done it?

The lion slightly tilted his head and proceeded to take a sip of his creation — before immediately wincing and forcing himself to swallow it down. That tasted terrible, and not even creamer could save it at this point.