#so to charlotte for helping

Out of the shadows a hooded figure goes up to the counter like some stalking beast. It orders a unicorn frappuccino. After collecting its order, it drinks deeply. Only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would drink such a drink. The frappe of a unicorn will keep you alive, even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have drunk something pure and caffeinated to save yourself, and you will have but a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the frappe touches your lips.