(Still set in the past)
*knock knock knock*
—"Come in dear!" Said Mary's grandma in her shaky, yet calm voice.
Mary pushed the short walnut door, ignoring its creaky cries, and came into the petite structure of her grandmother's cottage.
—"You came just in time for warm coffee scones!" Said the old lady, carefully putting two of the baked treats in a flowery china tea plate.
—"thanks gran" replied Mary, taking the plate and putting it down on the coffee table.
Grandma Starbunks could easily read anyone's mood. It was a skill she said she got from coffee. She taught Mary that the only way you could ever truly know someone is by drinking coffee with them, and if they didn't like coffee, well, then they just weren't worth knowing.
—"You seem a little downhearted, Mary" sensed the grandma. "Would you make us some coffee like I taught you to, bean?"
—"yes, grandma"said Mary, in a fond smile. Making coffee always made her feel better. Maybe it was just the process of it or knowing she was working towards something.
Mary opens the cupboards with the coffee- making equipment. Grinders, beakers, mesh, paper and fibre filters, coffee spoons, copper, silver, glass, wooden and china cafetières, brewers and more.
Her grandmas were coffee explorers who traveled around the world recoding coffee making techniques and collecting one-of-a-kind equipments from different cultures. They believed coffee making was an art, and they even tried to open a coffee museum once (unsuccessfully). But when her wife died of kidney failure, grandma Starbunks stopped traveling and moved to a small cottage in the woods. Away from everyone she knew, she only had coffee, and her granddaughter Mary.
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Coffee addict
De TodoMary loves coffee. Maybe a bit too much. But when a coffee bean virus spreads around the world, killing coffee plantations, Mary finds herself in a dangerous adventure just to get a cup of coffee.
