AgentDarkhorse

The light glinted off of her coffee cup as Sora stirred sugar into the hot drink. For the most part she was not someone to indulge herself with fine coffees, rarely drinking the stuff and needing more cream and sugar than she would care to admit to get it down; but it was a ritual and she had to do it so she would have the nerves to get on the bull that night. At her side Rocket and Nuke ate their breakfast; she would splurge on ride days; giving the pair a can of wet rather than their regular dry. They appreciated it, never really knowing why on certain days their owner would treat them to more lavish things like longer walks and the most...