She walked into the room, for a given value of the term.
"Coffee."
She said this in such a low, guttural tone, i was slightly taken aback, but I stepped away from the bench, allowing her access to the coffee machine as she poured some instant coffee into her mug, then the water. A few moments later, she finished the mug, and sighed.
"Ah, I can feel the caffeine working already."
I chuckled.
"Actually, for the past week, you've been drinking decaf, I swapped them."
She chuckled.
"And for the last week minus one day I've swapped it back, genius."
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