Slowly I pour the hot water.
Rubbing my eyes I squint into the sun and yawn.
I jump back as a wet sting hits my feet and i attempt to dodge it poorly.
The smell of peppermint hits me, but my cup is empty.
Sighing I boil the kettle again wandering off to its pathetic whistling.
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