I could be wrong but... now-you eventually got around to telling future-coffee-buying you what my order was so I guess nothing too bad ends up happening.
[Jason feels some of the fog lifting away, but it isn't anything near a caffeine buzz. Still, now he can focus some, and he pins Dave with a look as he sips a little more.]
Caffeine's a CNS stimulant and an antagonist to lorazepam. I need way more than 24 shots of espresso to counteract 16 fucking milligrams of ativan, but right now I'll just settle for 'not about to pass out'.
[And then... it wasn't as if he'd gotten all that fussed, but the slight irritation he'd managed to work up over the doctors tranq'ing him fades quickly, immediately, and takes with it what seems like all of his energy. With a weak sigh he drops his head onto the table with a quiet thunk and tries to hold on to wakefulness.]
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[Jason feels some of the fog lifting away, but it isn't anything near a caffeine buzz. Still, now he can focus some, and he pins Dave with a look as he sips a little more.]
Caffeine's a CNS stimulant and an antagonist to lorazepam. I need way more than 24 shots of espresso to counteract 16 fucking milligrams of ativan, but right now I'll just settle for 'not about to pass out'.
[And then... it wasn't as if he'd gotten all that fussed, but the slight irritation he'd managed to work up over the doctors tranq'ing him fades quickly, immediately, and takes with it what seems like all of his energy. With a weak sigh he drops his head onto the table with a quiet thunk and tries to hold on to wakefulness.]