"Now that our misunderstandings have subsided. Let's get down to business."

"Lady Goddess. You're hands are shaking. I'm cutting you off from coffee."

"N-no! J-just give me one more cup! I-I promise i-it will be the last one!"

Don't give in to her.

That was what I kept telling myself. No matter how much she begged, pleaded, or even solicit me with her hot and voluptuous body...

I will stand strong... like a god-d*mn rock.

"PLEASE! I-I NEED THE HOLY DRINK! G-GIVE IT BACK TO ME!"

"NEIN! SIT THE F**K DOWN!"

After a stern lecture, I made sure the Goddess Lady kept to her seat and ride out her Cold Turkey process. I would blink away whenever I felt like she was going to froth from the mouth... God in heaven, give me strength.

"... You said you have a job offer for me? In another world. What about?"

"G-geggff...Ggggauuhgg..."

"... Here. Chew on this sugar cube, it will help with the shaking."

"NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM!"

"... Down girl. Sit."

"Puwaah! M-my nerves are starting to calm! Gulp! A-as I mentioned before you tried to jump off the bridge to en-end your life. I-I'm here to give you a second chances to work for me in a second world!"

"........................Go on."

"I-I can't stop shaking, d*mn it!"

Should I tie her up with a rope?... No, that would be to cruel.

She needs morphin. Lots of it.