My Life Is A Cup Of Tea

"Would you like tea " he asks. Her nose scrunches up in disgust. "Tea...I hate tea". The man held an emotion called curiosity on his face. "Why so dear " he questions. She huffs and glares at the tea he sets down before her. Her reflection glares back from the other side of the tea. "Because..my life is like a cup of tea " she states bitterly.