[listen. this plan was solid in theory, okay, he tried, and that means no one can criticize him.
The coffee grinder is an ancient relic from what is likely the 1980s (somewhere), and so it is extremely effective at what it does, which is loudly grind and crush roasted beans down into fine grounds. It does these things so well that Jin Guangyao cannot hear Lan Xichen leap to his feet in preparation for martial combat, nor does he hear the furiously chirping wren until she has flitted a full circuit around the parlour and ends up flapping her wings in wild panic in his peripheral vision--
--which Jin Guangyao is also not expecting, at all! He gives a startled yelp and jumps backwards out of pure instinct, which is the worst thing he could possibly do when he's meant to be applying sustained pressure to the lid of the grinder. Immediately, the grinder sprays bits of ground and mostly-ground coffee bean all over Jin Guangyao, his previously pristine countertops, the neatly swept floors, and possibly also the Lovely Fairy Wren, before xiao meimei manages to get her little jaws around the plug in the wall and yanks it free. The buzzing, whirring immediately dies down. The chaos doesn't clean itself up.
Jin Guangyao just. Stands there in his little kitchenette, wide-eyed from shock and covered in coffee grounds. He maybe coughs a little, having aspirated some of it.]
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listen. this plan was solid in theory, okay, he tried, and that means no one can criticize him.The coffee grinder is an ancient relic from what is likely the 1980s (somewhere), and so it is extremely effective at what it does, which is loudly grind and crush roasted beans down into fine grounds. It does these things so well that Jin Guangyao cannot hear Lan Xichen leap to his feet in preparation for martial combat, nor does he hear the furiously chirping wren until she has flitted a full circuit around the parlour and ends up flapping her wings in wild panic in his peripheral vision--
--which Jin Guangyao is also not expecting, at all! He gives a startled yelp and jumps backwards out of pure instinct, which is the worst thing he could possibly do when he's meant to be applying sustained pressure to the lid of the grinder. Immediately, the grinder sprays bits of ground and mostly-ground coffee bean all over Jin Guangyao, his previously pristine countertops, the neatly swept floors, and possibly also the Lovely Fairy Wren, before xiao meimei manages to get her little jaws around the plug in the wall and yanks it free. The buzzing, whirring immediately dies down. The chaos doesn't clean itself up.
Jin Guangyao just. Stands there in his little kitchenette, wide-eyed from shock and covered in coffee grounds. He maybe coughs a little, having aspirated some of it.]