December 16th, xxxx (Night)
PRECIOUS STARES AT THE mug as if it's a floating monkey eating a toad. Impossible to comprehend but can never forget the image once you've seen it.
He glanced at a smiling Kamil through the steam of the mug then back at the mug, neat eyebrows furrowing. He decides to solve the warp in his reality by ignoring the mug to fork a watermelon in his mouth.
Kamil's smile turns to a grin. "You're a judgemental twat."
Fork clattering on the plate, Precious chokes on the fruit and coughs. He halfheartedly glares at Kamil once he calms down.
"Because I don't want" he waves at the mug, "whatever that is?"
"That saves lives, boosts the immune system and" he raise a finger, "and helps you sleep."
"Okay, Wikipedia article. Can you quick Wiki take it away from me?"
As his response, Kamil slides the mug closer. "Have a taste. I promise you won't go back."
