Another click, and the kettle's boiled. Carefully she pours, hardly paying attention. A teaspoon to scoop out the teabag - ouch, hot - in the bin. A splash of milk.
Shelley looks at the door, steaming tea in hand.
And then she sits back down, staring at the surface of the table, blowing softly on the tea to cool it.
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Date: 2006-12-01 12:16 am (UTC)Shelley looks at the door, steaming tea in hand.
And then she sits back down, staring at the surface of the table, blowing softly on the tea to cool it.