(Mini flash story)

Today in the morning, I found myself on the back foot. I was sleepy, weak and angry, because there was no coffee in the coffee maker, which I had brewed for myself before going to bed…

My boyfriend, on the other hand, was suspiciously cheerful and active. He was dancing to the music in his headphones and had almost finished breakfast, although it was still very early.

“Why are you so sad?” he asked and kissed me. I felt the taste of coffee on my tongue.

Bullseye! I knew that it was he who drank my coffee!