The ink on the paper

I didn't realize how tired I was until I took a nap on the couch. So much for writin', yeah? I'll hafta do it later. Many of my books were destroyed in the fire and strangely enough, so was the coffee in the far cabinet. Why is it always the coffee?

Dear Sphere,
Stop burnin' the coffee, 'kay?
No love,
Bookman

[ added a bit later ] Think I might need a li'l break. Be back after noon, 'kay?

[ he's not gonna talk about the pain he's still having from rpm-san's li'l brother last week. he still hasn't told bridge how he died. :( ]