Brutalmaster Dirty Chai Info

He poured it all together. No stirring. The layers fought each other in the cup.

He lifted the ceramic mug—chipped, unwashed, perfect—and drank. brutalmaster dirty chai

The first sip was pain. The second was clarity. He poured it all together

And Kai, for the first time in a very long time, smiled. He took another sip, felt the spice claw down his throat, and said to Joss, loud enough for the whole café to hear: smiled. He took another sip

Joss smirked. She cracked her knuckles. She reached for the real cinnamon.