The Compact Chronicles: Coffee

  The smell of brewing coffee is what woke her. ¬†Allison snuggled deeper into the covers, thinking, "Just a few minutes more". Suddenly, she shot bolt upright in bed. "I don't own a coffee pot!" As she threw back the down comforter, she realized she didn't own a down comforter either.    

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