The cupboard door opens and closes, then the rustle of a newly opened packet of coffee and taking cups from the drawer.
"Black coffee, two sugars?"
"Black coffee, two sugars." She confirms.
"Gonna make me some, too."
For a three-shot kind of life, he only opens the cupboard for a new packet of instant milk coffee. The really weak one with the golden rim. Equal parts coffee, creamer, and sugar.
