The silence between two coffee cups ☕
With a warm kettle, Rose poured hot coffee into two coffee cups. Two white cups with engraved letters U and S.
The hot coffee made both cups a little hot too, with soft warm smoke rising from them as both were gently placed on a nice, cozy wooden table.
Both warm, with a sweet, cozy coffee aroma all around, it felt as if they had been together for a long time, filled with coffee many times and left empty upside down in cupboards too. Through many rounds of coffee, they always shared the same space on the table.
Uff, the sense of belonging they both had for that place and for each other... it reached a point where Rose felt quite uneasy if she ever filled a single cup. Slowly, Rose and her friend sipped their coffee, lost in their own talks, while those cups remained quiet, just serving their owners with soft, gentle handles and a warm touch.
So, have you found your "US" coffee cup? 🍵
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