The tea cup

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“No no no, that won’t do” his slightly inebriated voice scolds her but she has never felt less guilty of a crime in her life time. “Did you just abandon your tea cup?” He looks genuinely hurt, “Imagine how it must feel!” He shakes his head at her. “Here it was, getting pumped and ready for the only thing it would ever successfully achieve in its short life,” he grabs the cup with both hands and falls to his knees, “and you deny it this one, single pleasure?” His lower lip shakes as he gets to his feet and staggers to her tiny uni ensuite. “Shame on you,” he says, staring fiercely into her eyes as he slowly pours the tea down the sink. She chuckles. He’ll get over it.

-Andrea

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