-I think I'm high on coffee. I drunk seven cups on a hour, large cups

So I decided to write a little funny story----.-.- I start as I grabs my eight cup of coffee

-No, Sara! No more coffee! the scared Legolas shouts leaping for her cup. Of course Sara manages to get a hold of the cup before him, giggling like a maniac.

-It's my coffee! And Less said it helps against headache, I say rather holding my cup rather protectivly in my hands. Aragorn stares at her and sighs -She really had to much coffee?

-Not enough! I as normal as alsways! I sludders -Alwsays. this is worse than being drunk!

-Well you can see us two sitting on your workdesk, I would say it a little bit worse than that. Aragorn says and smiles as he waves his hand before my eyes

-I still see that! Now! I want to kiss someone. Where did Legolas go? I ask looking where the elf sat just a millisecond earlier.

-Up there, Aragorn exclaimes quickly as I near him in short of the elf.

-Thanks alot mate! Legolas screms as he runs out of the room with me in his shines howling like a lovesick orc.

Sara, a bit too much coffee, a bit too tired.