TPV08
[Date: Dec/29/24]
[Cycle: SNOW PRIME]
[Barista: Hazelnut]
[Subject: Business as Usual]
[File Reference: TPV08]
That sucks. I’m sorry, Cherry. I mean, sure, Lavender probably gets it better than I do—what with the whole empath thing—but I understand. A lot of power is a lot of weight. And after a while, you get used to it. You get comfortable with it. And then… poof. It’s gone.
You feel weightless. Unanchored. It’s the kind of feeling that makes you sick, like you’re about to float away into the sun. Or at least into the upper atmosphere. It’s not a great feeling.
And I know it’s not much, but… you don’t have to be at zero if you don’t want to be. You’ve got seven donors right here! Seven new starts. I mean, you’ve already taken our blood once—so what’s once more? I know everyone would be more than happy too. And honestly, I don’t think you’d really be at just “seven.” Not to brag, but my blood? It’s pretty strong stuff, y’know!
Of course, I’m not saying you have to break out the… the phl… hang on, I gotta ask Matcha what the word is. Phlebotomy! You don’t have to break out the phlebotomy equipment if you don’t want to. I know I don’t like that free-floating feeling, but maybe you will?
Though I guess this officially makes me the foremost cocktail expert now. Yikes. That’s a few extra tons of weight to keep me grounded. Still, I think you probably know more about the foundations of mixology than I do—the Death & Co. of it all. Me? I’m more of an improviser. I throw things together to see what mixes and goes down… eh… relatively smooth.
Even if you don’t want to go back to mixing your Bloody Marys, I bet you’ll still be the best mixologist out of all of us!! The only limits are your imagination and, well, you. (And maybe what technically can and can’t be served, but that hasn’t stopped me yet! YET!)