"It’s just B-vitamins and taurine, Jax," she laughed. "But I get it."

Ten minutes later, Jax was standing on a quiet porch. Sarah handed over a tub of Grape Spark like it was a contraband treasure. "Saved my life," Jax whispered, handing over the cash.

He toggled over to . A few taps showed a variety of packs with Prime shipping. "Tomorrow by 10 AM," the screen promised. Better, but his brain was currently operating at 10% battery.

Jax pulled out his phone, his thumbs flying. He didn't just want caffeine; he wanted that specific blend of 20 vitamins and the mental clarity that didn't come with a sugar crash.

"Out again?" Jax sighed, looking at the empty slot where the canisters usually sat.