I close the curtains and meekly open the top cupboard above my head and ya—wn, my hand groping around for the coffee jar.
There it is, right at the back.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5pcWTq6OXg
The jar was empty. I would have to walk outside, to the convenience store across the street, and back.
I would have to see him! Again!387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQL2ICtPfL0
Ugh!
I just want my coffee!
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