Tyki considered saying ten, but resisted the urge. Instead he held up two grey fingers.
"Just two."
Coffee, he'd been told, wasn't something that was supposed to be enjoyed sweet. Sweet was for desserts and the joy of coffee was in the deep black bitterness. He disagreed. He liked milk to take an edge off the astringency and enough sugar to make it palatable.
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Date: 2018-05-03 01:02 pm (UTC)"Just two."
Coffee, he'd been told, wasn't something that was supposed to be enjoyed sweet. Sweet was for desserts and the joy of coffee was in the deep black bitterness. He disagreed. He liked milk to take an edge off the astringency and enough sugar to make it palatable.