Entry (?): May 10, 2015
I found a coffee by my bed.
I don’t know who got it for me. I didn’t make it, either. In fact, I was just thinking of getting some, but the coffee machine was broken, and Romani has been fiddling with it for an hour (which I think may be because he’s so tired he wants to focus on something other than the lives at stake right now) and had to clean it twice already.
But I really needed some coffee. I didn’t tell anyone, but I had a strange nightmare last night. Like a nightmare I can barely remember, but wasn’t as nightmarish as I’ve had in times past.
I’ve been very tired lately. I know that I’m just a tired sort of person; don’t tell anyone, but I’ve always liked sleeping more than being awake, even though at Chaldea, I enjoy being awake more often than not. There’s always something interesting going on. But I try not to get too scared about my health. Maybe I’m dying already. Still, I think I can hold on a bit longer, like this, especially when there are Good Samaritans walking about in this place.
It tasted strong and smooth, although it was a little bitter. I didn’t mind. When I was in college, I had to drink black coffee with only sugar in it, because I didn’t have a fridge, but needed to stay up for my papers. It was cheap coffee, though. This tasted...like fifteen-dollar coffee. Fifty? Maybe fifty. My dad used to drink a lot of it, before his accident, so now I know how to tell most apart. Maybe that part of me is a little uppity.
I’ve never seen that cup before, though. I didn’t think about it before drinking it, but it could have been poisoned or something. Thanks to Mash, I don’t have to worry much about being poisoned nowadays, but still.
Should I be worried? My intuition isn’t telling me I’m in a dangerous situation, but maybe I’m wrong. I can be wrong (I’m working on admitting it more frequently now).
...I’m keeping this cup, though. It’s lined with golden trimming and the green ring around the middle is nice to rub my thumb against, and something about it comforts me, even though all of the coffee has been drained out.
Maybe I’ll solve this mystery tomorrow.
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