I boiled the kettle and poured the boiling water into a mug, dumped a  teabag in and stirred.

"Milk? Sugar?" I said over my shoulder at Jake.


"What do you have in your tea?"

"Oh. Milk, please."

I poured the milk into the clear dark brown liquid, turning it a a cloudy light brown.

"Here," I said, handing it to him.

"So, are you going to relapse or do I need to burn your books?"

His face went white with horror. I laughed.

"Only joking!" I said. He started laughing too, so hard that tea ended up coming out of his nose.

Of course, that just made me laugh even more.

The End

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