Brittany loved coffee, or at least she did when she needed to drink coffee. While she didn't need the coffee, and in fact it provided her no benefit whatsoever, she enjoyed the act of drinking it. She enjoyed holding the cup while she sat in a coffee shop. She enjoyed surfing the web as the hot coffee threw its steam into the air. It was a ritual that she had in life and that she had dragged kicking and screaming into her requiem.
She also enjoyed the Kine that congregated in coffee shops. To her left sat a man on his laptop, potentially writing the next big blockbuster. Off to her right sat a pregnant woman sipping her frappuccino. Perhaps her child would grow up to be President or cure cancer. She didn't know either of those things, but the hope and potential in Kine was always something she enjoyed to be reminded of. It reminded her to stay grounded. To stay connected to the mortal side of her. Not to let the Rage take control.
She did of course enjoy being Kindred, but her transformation had not been voluntary. She was not a part of the discussion. It took her a long time to come to grips with the change, and while she was happy about it now, she still missed parts of being human. So she sat there, sipping her coffee that she didn't really need, pretending, just for a moment, that she was still human. Even if it was just pretend.
-1 Blush of life