The door opened, and Ilkin stepped into a small break room designed for the Eldertree door guards.
After filling the cup with fresh coffee, he took a seat at the table and let out a couple of yawns before settling in to enjoy the quiet moment of morning relaxation.
A few sips later, the door again opened, and Willibert, with his bed hair and rumpled shirt, shuffled in with a tired smile.
"Good morning, yawn." Willibert said and took some green bean tea instead, as he didn't fancy coffee, and then took a seat beside his friend.
"Morning," Ilkin said and took a sip of the coffee. "Any interesting happening today?"
"The same old shit." Willibert and then checked the time on his timepiece. "Oh, finish the drink quick; we'll need to be on our post in five."
"These work hours suck." Ilkin said and took a sip of his coffee. "I understand why you complain every day."
