We are in the aftermath of the wedding night.

We are in the aftermath of the wedding night.
The bride awakes, and noiselessly, she goes into the kitchen to prepare the breakfast of the one who is now her husband.
A few minutes later, while her stallion stretches in bed, she brings him a tray with coffee and croissants.
His man drinks a sip, puts down his cup and grimaces and says:
- So, you do not know how to make coffee either?
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