Drinking Routine

I never understood Bill, my roommate.

You see. Bill had this routine. Every morning, right around 7 o'clock after he had taken a bath, he would have the following drinks in order: a cup of coffee, a glass of milk, a glass of orange juice, a milkshake, and then a beer.

I haven't really seen him drink every single thing in order, but I have heard tales of him drinking at least one of those said items.

So, just before he headed to work, I asked. "Bill, why do you drink each of those things every single day?"

He started to explain, just after he took each of the drinks from the fridge, and placed them on the table. Each drink was placed in order.

"The coffee is for me to instantly wake up to avoid being tired." As he drank the coffee, I heard a kick and saw him flinch forward, before positioning himself normal. "The milk is to make my bones healthy." He drank the milk, and I could see his bones glowing for a few seconds before fading away.

"The orange juice is to make me happy." He drank the orange juice before he gave a small shout of happiness and orange glow came out of his head before dissappearing. "The milkshake is to satisfy my sweeth tooth." He had a similar reaction from the orange juice, but this was more energetic as he jumped up and down.

"And the beer is to make me sleep again." He took out the beer bottle and drank it. His head was spinning, literally, before a hand came out of the bottle, then formed a fist and made contact with his face.

I couldn't really process what on earth just happened. I could feel my brain overheat as smoke began to came out of my earths.

Well, at least I understand why he drinks those things, somewhat.