Logan walked out of his room that morning, he was dressed in his black pants, blue tie and black shirt and ready for the day.

His roommates were sat around the table in the kitchen.

Romans hair was a mess and it was standing up in all directions, he was still in his pyjamas, a red shirt and white fluffy pants. His chin was resting on the palm of his left hand as his right held up a buttered slice of toast, his eyes closed.

Patton was zooming around the kitchen, dressed in his usual blue polo shirt, gray cardigan, khaki shorts and knee high socks, his round glasses falling down every so often due to the fact he was running quickly. He had backs under his eyes as well but was more perky.

Virgil wasn't even awake yet, the emo was still in bed and every day wound up on the last minute, rushing around, throwing on his ripped purple shirt, black hoodie with purple patches on and ripped jeans, while also adding black eyeshadow and his hair covering up one side of his face.

Logan grabbed the coffee maker and poured himself a cup of black coffee in his 'I want to believe' mug.

He took a big gulp of the still burning hot liquid and sat down across from Roman, reaching over for an apple from the fruit bowl.

"I don't get how you can drink black coffee like that." A tired yawn came from Roman.

"Well I'm not too keen on sweet foods and drinks." Logan replied, almost robotically.

Roman rolled his eyes, "it's gross."

"To you yes, to me no." Logan responded.

Patton looked up, "surely you're not just going to eat an apple kiddo."

"I do know that breakfasts are the healthiest meal of the day Patton, however-"

Patton crossed his arms, "Logan, you're having something other then an apple."

Logan nodded and got a slice of toast and buttered it.

"Hey calculator watch." Roman said.

Logan hummed, now more accustomed to Romans nicknames.

"Shouldn't you be gone by now?"

Logan looked up and sat it was seven thirty, "shoot." Logan was usually strict with himself but today he must have spent too long showering. He grabbed his case, an orange this time and filled up a flask with coffee and ran out.

Logan was currently helping a man with a virus as he sipped on his coffee and his coworker Joan looked up from their work, "Logan that's your fourth flask in the last hour."

"Correction, it's my fourth and a half."

Joan crossed their arms and once Logan was done with the issue, they walked over and took the flask away, making Logan hiss suddenly, a habit he had picked up from Virgil.

His coworker stared at Logan in shock, "You are defiantly not getting this back...."

"Joan, please! I can not live without my coffee!" Logan begged.

"No, you can get this back at the end of the week."

Roman walked into the coffee house called, 'Mary Lee and Lee'.

He opened the door and walked in and froze.

There in the couch sat Virgil and Logan, Virgil was sipping a coffee and Logan was rocking back and forth.

"Ok, what is happening?" Roman asked, walking over and sitting down.

"Well today Joan put a stop to Logan's coffee intake and took his wallet." Virgil said, setting his mug down.

Logan looked up, "I'm have withdrawal!"

Roman glanced between them, "I can pay for a coffee."

"You would?!" Logan shot out of his seat and crawled over to Roman, hugging his knees, "thank you! Thank you!"

Roman patted his head awkwardly, "you need some coffee, you're horrendous when you're like this!" Pulling his legs from Logan's grip, he stumbled over to Patton who behind the counter, "hey Pat."

"Oh hey Ro! What can I get you?" Patton smiled, looking up from the counter he was cleaning.

"Can have a black coffee?"

The Dad like friend crossed his arms, "no, because Logan needs to calm down in the coffee."

"Yeah but-"

"Ro, look at him. He looks like a drug addict suffering from withdrawal." Patton said.

Roman looked over and saw Logan rocking next to Virgil, scratching his arm furiously.

"Why are you like this?" Virgil asked, sighing tiredly.

The actor looked back at Patton, "a caramel latte."

"You got it."

Roman sat down next to Virgil.

"Roman."

"Emo nightmare."

Virgil looked at him, "thank you."

"Did you get me my coffee?" Logan asked, his eyes shining with hope.

"I did not." Roman said, making Logan whine.

Patton walked over and set down Romans coffee and sat on the single seat, "Logan, you have an addiction."

"No I don't, I'm fine really!"

Virgil raised his eyebrow, "you call rocking back and forth and scratching your arm, 'fine'."

Logan sighed, "no..." Rationally, he knew he was far from fine and he knew he did have an additional.

"Logan, you need to stop drinking coffee." Roman said.

The intelligent man nodded and with a sigh, he stopped scratching his arm and stopped rocking back and forth.

"Damn! I thought we'd get to see Logan be insane!" Remus shouted, walking into the coffee house with Dee right behind him.

Remus lived across the hall from them and had three roommates, Emile, Remy and Dee.

Dee was a burn victim, but either way Remus was already madly in love with the male. He usually wore a cape and bowler hat and even yellow gloves.

"Hey guys!" Roman smiled, looking up at them.

Virgil grinned, "hey, it's dumb and dumber."

"And would you look at that, it's the virgin!" Remus smirked, sitting next to his friend.

Dee sat on the other side, "be nice, it's not his fault he's all doom and gloom."

The three got along extremely well and were the best of friends, ever since Remus moved in and introduced Roman to his roommates and vice versa, the three became instant friends.

Not to mention, the whole group became best friends.

Remy ran into the coffee house flailing his arms around, "guys! Guys! Guys! Guess what?!"

Roman sipped his coffee, "hi guys! Oh hi Remy! How was your day? It was great! How was-"

Remy a male on a leather jacket and sun glasses, covered his friends mouth, "shut up. This is serious!"

Logan stared at the coffee, yes it was too sweet for him, however he needed his caffeine fix and slowly reached over.

"Alright Remy, what's the news?" Patton asked, setting down his coffee mug.

"You know Emile, right?" Remy asked, pacing in excitement.

Virgil smiled, "did you two finally do it!"

Remy glared and slapped the back of his head, making Virgil whine and rub his head.

"No! He got a job! He's a therapist!"

Everyone began to cheer.

Logan reached over to the coffee but Remy took it and took a big gulp.

"Hey! That's my coffee!" Roman glared.

"No! No! I was gonna drink that!" Logan cried, seeing it being handed back to Roman.

They all turned and stared at Logan, who paused, "I mean, I misused the word infinitesimal?"

Patton walked over and Logan shot up and ran out.

Late that night, Logan snuck out of his room and turned on the coffee maker and quietly got out a mug.

He glanced around and poured a cup of black coffee. He lifted the cup to his lips, sighing in content when he smelt it.

The lights turned on and he slowly turned around.

There stood Patton, Roman and Virgil their arms crossed and stared at him, as if daring him to continue with that drink.

Logan dropped the mug, smashing it and ran off to his room for the night.

"Night!"