Today I woke to a truly hideous situation.
The required makings for my coffee were not to be found, therefore it was two unpleasant options, drink it black or wait for other means of caffeinating.
Nothing can entice me to drink black coffee since that unfortunate time in the hospital in 2019. No I won’t be discussing those events, don’t ask.
So instead, I’m channeling my annoyance the best way I know how, vicious teasing and villainous behavior. A backless top and tight jeans hugging my curves, an innocent looking cardigan that slips off the shoulder and gives a teasing peak at the very generous profile along with my usual hair and makeup for such days?
I’ve since gotten my Starbucks, a caffeinated milkshake more than a coffee, but adequate for preventing further mayhem. My partner is grateful, as I may be a little sweeter when I get home. We shall see won’t we, I may just be more mischievous by the time I get home.
Perhaps you’d like to hear more of his fate after I’m done making mischief in my travels today?