(BEING REWRITTEN) bitter coffee beans (with a side of warm latte)

broken coffee mugs

 Espresso and Madeline were fighting. Again. It was the third time this week.. He was so tired of his shit. Espresso had been suspicious of Madeline since he'd been coming home late a lot lately, And he kept talking about this girl at work.. He felt uneasy. He felt like he didn't trust Madeline enough. The rain violently poured outside, thunder clapping and booming.

 They were both shouting at each other in their shared apartment, Espresso gripping tightly onto his mug of coffee. Until Madeline slapped the mug of coffee, and it fell onto the floor and shattered into pieces.

 That was Espresso's favorite mug. Espresso looked furious. Madeline was about to begin shouting again, but when he saw his boyfriend's face, he paused. Espresso pushed Madeline away, still looking furious, he looked at him straight in the eyes and said, " Get out of here. I don't want to see your face right now. " Madeline was about to protest, but Espresso glared at him. He eventually got out and shut the door violently.

 Espresso sighed, picking up the pieces of the broken coffee mug. " This is the last straw, Madeline. " he grumbled under his breath. " I cannot deal with you spouting shit at me all day.. " he growled. " And I wish you'd talk about me more than that girl. " He sighed. After picking up all the pieces of the coffee mug, he kept them in a container and put then in his bedroom drawer. Picking up his phone, he thought, ' Maybe I could talk to Herb. ' He dialed Herb's number, And waited for a few seconds.

" ..Espresso? Hello? " Herb would pick up the phone rather quickly, confirming if this was really Espresso.

" Yes, it's me. Hello, Herb. " Espresso would answer in a low voice.

"Are you okay?.. You sound different. " Herb would answer worriedly. He knew Espresso for a long time. He would always act poised, and now his voice sounded broken, and husky.

Espresso sighed. " We fought again. " He grumbled.

Herb would sigh as well. " ..Again? "

" Yes.. " 

Espresso would fix his dark hair, rubbing his eyes. 

" Please, just come over to my café. I can give you a place to stay away from.. Him. " Herb pleaded. 

" I'll even prepare a cup of coffe- "

" Fine. " Espresso would cut Herb off, secretly happy and thankful that Herb gave him a place to catch his breath. 

" Yay! Thank you so much.. I'll prepare a warm Espresso just for you, extra caffeine! "

And so, Espresso ended the call, And Herb started preparing for his arrival.