Coffee.

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(Carlos) I groaned as I put my hand under running water in the kitchen. Hot coffee spilled on my hand as I was trying to pour some into a mug for Angela who was in dire need of it. I would have simply ordered some for her but I thought it best for her to have it fresh from the kitchen. I smiled as I thought of how clueless I was at the store trying to buy some sanitary products for her. The cashier at the counter was a great help although I thought it best to grab everything on the shelf as I didn't know the difference between a night flow pad and a medium tampon. My skin was scalding red but I didn't mind as I grabbed the mug I had filled with coffee and walked over to Angela's room. I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer. Almost immediately, I heard a weak "come in" from i

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