I walked into the kitchen, expecting a fresh pot of coffee brewed by my housemate, who always makes it at exactly this time, but somehow they burnt it. Now I'm in a foggy haze, desperately trying to stay awake on an already ungodly Monday morning. Did they even notice? Why do these tiny oversights drive me to madness?

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