Spike tried to swipe Dawn's coffee, but she passed him a Starbucks cup.
"Andrew swapped the Retjulls' coffee supply to decaf and they've destroyed every appliance in retaliation."
She was not impressed at the unnecessary expense his little health kick had created. Three meetings had been postponed, Rachel and Andrew were off shopping for replacements and she had no idea if the promise of a custom-blended Arabica would placate the demons.
"At least no one was hurt."
"Not yet." Dawn smiled nastily. "But I'm going to make certain the Retjulls have Andrew's home address."
open_on_sunday — challenge #124: addictions
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse