"And two sugars!" Janet called after Sarah as she walked into the kitchen.
Sarah hated making coffee and making it, but she always seemed to be the doing it.
As the kettle slowly bubbled itself to the boil she sloshed in the milk and the sugar into the cups as required for the others as they sat in the lounge, chatting.
Her eye caught the coffee jar and a thought occurred.
One, two, five spoonfuls later…
"This is disgusting!" said Janet making a face "Last time I ever ask you to make coffee"
Sarah just smiled and sipped her milk.