Mocha, Evening, Icene, OTA/MW
With a sigh Icene joined the queue at the Mocha counter yet again. That black coffee she'd been drinking, seemed to have somehow become hot chocolate, and six she was not! Muttering grumpily under her breath she waited impatiently for the line to get through being served. It was just one more problem to be dealt with, along with boxes that moved, switched contents, and generally messed themselves up as she was packing up her apartment. In fact, that was the reason she was here, since her coffee maker had gone somewhere and she couldn't find it!
"I swear, it was in the box with the green sticker, so how come it's not there now, and where did the breadmaker come from? I've never owned one of those...." She shook her head, not really paying much attention to anything other than her mental packing list, and lucky that when she did bump into someone, she didn't spill black coffee (hopefully) all over them!