ESPRESSO MACCHIAAAATOOOOO! Confessions from the Basement Club

 Filed by Raine Solara, WTTQ Special Correspondent, from somewhere between a spilled drink and a dimensional rift.

Life is like spaghetti
It's hard until you make it
No stresso, no stresso
It's gonna be espresso

1:47 A.M.
The club is sweating neon. The espresso machine hisses like it knows. DJ Laura’s set is shimmering like wet paint on time.

Let's see what they have to say...

And one by one… they confess.

☕ Bun G Chord:
Leaning against the bass amp, half-lit by rotating blue strobes, he says:

“I once kissed Anjelikka’s clone by accident. She had no shadow. I didn’t notice until the third song.”

☕ Rachel (still holding her dance shoes):

“I stole the espresso beans from the chapel. They were glowing. I thought it was aesthetic. Turns out they might be sentient.” 

☕ Shayth’rien (emerging mid-dimension shift):
His voice is distorted and echoing from five seconds ago:

“I kissed someone during a time collapse. We’re now married in three realities and not speaking in two others.”

☕ Dandy (with a vegan plate and a rose):

“Tubby’s sister and I are a thing. He doesn’t know. Also, I’m not supposed to be here. I’m supposed to be moderating a forum about lentils.”

 ☕ Dr. Parallax (offering a strange pastry):

“The Moai dream in caffeine. That’s why I brought these. One bite and you remember who you were before you danced with regret.”

 ☕ Odin (fashionAtic, hiding in the fog):

“Espresso? I don’t even drink it. I wear it.”
(His boots are literally espresso-stained leather.)

☕ The Alien-Cats (telepathically in unison):

“We have always been here. We are the foam.” 

Mysteries found in Area 52

And then Laura drops the final beat.

The confession track.
Lights flicker. People sway like confetti in a gravity storm. The jukebox wails:

 

“You’ve got to be cruel…”

[SKIP] “…to be kind.”

 A shadowy figure slips behind the espresso bar.

It might be Moth.
It might be you.

Would you like to make a confession too? ☕