She slowly drank her coffee. There was silence in the room.
"Ah." She sighed in relief, "I really needed that." She smiled satisfactorily.
"Mm-mmh. You make good coffee." He raised the cup to his lips.
"Yeah. Back then, when my parents were alive, I made coffee for them everyday and they always commended my good work." She smiled lost in her thoughts.
He sighed, "Man, I'm tired." Nhe stretched and yawned.
She shook her head, "It's so hard to believe you're 30. You're more or less 13." She laughed.
He looked at her strangely, "Why does it have to be 13? Can't the age be something else?" He pouted.
"Silly." She rinsed her cup and put it in the cabinet above the sink.
"You got to loosen up girl, who knows maybe this is your only man and no one else!"
She lightly raised her brows.
