Gremlin Risitas Entry #018 — Caffeine Substitute
[Gremlin sits down, tips the wine glass, already chuckling]
They watch me sideways, like I’m missing something. Like I’m supposed to have a paper cup in hand and a caffeine drip in my veins to be “normal.” And I can feel their stare, waiting for me to break character.
That’s when I let it slip, grin sharp as glass: “I don’t run on caffeine. I run on mischief.”
The silence after is priceless. A chair creaks, someone coughs, and one poor bastard looks like he wants to laugh but doesn’t know if it’s allowed. They don’t get it—because they never will.
[Gremlin leans back in his chair, chuckling into his glass of wine.]
He meant every word.
- — Jerry “The Ankle Biter” Silverhand
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