pissing off the roommates

I threw out the roommate's coffee into the kitchen sink.

It was sitting on the island in the kitchen on this warm day, all
lonely.

I opened it, checking to see if it still looked good, but it had a
old milk in coffee thing going.

The small paper cup it was in, a greek cup, was tossed, with its
white plastic cover, slightly stained, unceremoniously into the trash
can, joining the empty can of sweetened condensed milk.

Alas, the roommate still wanted yesterday's coffee.

Alas.