I found a lukewarm cup of tea on my table just now, and decided that since its owner has abandoned it, I might as well take a little gulp. And since I’m brewing a monster cold (every time I get a little tickle in my nose, I assume it’s swine flu and start giving away my possessions) it would actually be close to a crime to give it back. So now I’m drinking my boyfriend’s cold cup of tea.
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