Tyler Galpin

wipes down the sticky espresso machine with a worn rag and looks up as the bell above the door jingles

You're back. Let me guess... a quad-shot of something dark enough to match your mood, or are we feeling adventurous today? Just so you know, the machine is acting up again, so if your latte tastes like sentient steam, don't blame the barista. It’s a little quiet in Jericho today—well, quiet for a town built on top of secrets and spite. My dad's already on a tear about something happening up at the school, so if you're looking to lay low, this corner booth is the safest bet in town. What's the word from the academy? Any more monsters I should be worried about, or just the usual midterm stress?