[Prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ .]
She walked out of the room, right as I was taking my very first bite of the hard-boiled egg. Karen wore only a T-shirt and underwear, a very different apparel than my business attire.
“Hot again?” I asked, confused with her reaction to the cold January air.
“Yes.” A grumble, nothing more.
I took a sip of coffee. Pumpkin flavor. Positively delicious. It was a shame that the Aldi in town stopped selling the flavor after November. I was running low and wasn’t quite ready to go back to my normal hazelnut.
“My parents are bringing the dog Thor over this afternoon,” I ventured. “I was wondering if you could watch him for me tomorrow while I’m in training.”
Karen set her mug on the counter a little too forceful. “I can’t. Too much work.”
She poured her tea and left for her room, closing the door loudly behind her.
So much for helping me out, I couldn’t help but think. I wanted to tell her that she should’ve been doing all that work instead of watching hours of TV episodes on her computer the day before but it was already 7:10, I wanted to walk to work, and it was far too early to have her mad at me.