Malcolm bounded down the hallway to his mentor's office, dodging students as they fumbled their way to morning classes. Professor Isobel Hart usually had a lively attitude replete with excitement; however, her message to him earlier that morning felt different... urgent. She claimed she had something big. Then again, Isobel had a flair for drama, so she didn't divulge any details; only the following message:

  

  Mr. Everett, you have 20 minutes to get here before I find someone else to share my ground-breaking news with! Don't forget to bring me a latte though.

  Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.

  Get yourself something too. I'll pay you back when you finally get here.

  Vague, snarky, and demanding. That's her trademark.

  He turned the last corner and slowed to a brisk walk to try to catch his breath, stopping just outside her office. Malcolm and Isobel shared many interests, including but not limited to coffee, astrophysics, and sarcasm. Leaning into their first interest, he paused to fleetingly enjoy his cappuccino before grasping the door handle and stepping inside.