He looked at his coffee mug, completely empty and wishing it were filled, the steaming aroma of freshly ground beans that was as good as nirvana to his taste buds. His mug was empty though, much like his life if he were being honest; a container waiting to be filled with something warm and steamy and just for him. Jack swept into Daniel’s office
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