The Quest for the Last Caffeine Fix
Chapter 1: The Caffeine Deprivation Syndrome
It started with a faint buzzing in my temples, a creeping sense of dread that spread through my veins like a cold draft on a winter's night. I had gone too long without it. The only cure, the only salvation, was the last remaining can of coffee in the break room.
But alas, my colleagues, those heartless monsters, had gotten to it first. The can was empty, drained of its precious elixir. I was forced to face the abyss, to confront the crushing reality of caffeine withdrawal.
What to Do?
Do not despair! There are still options available: