With sorrow, the girl wondered what kind of future would float to the surface of her black tea. Would it be salvation or destruction? Despair or hope? Putting in as many sugar cubes and spoonfuls of jam as she could, the girl thought that maybe the only thing that may be able to lighten her depression was her companion.
What future will rise to the surface of her teacup? Salvation or ruin? Hope or despair? Her partner alone may lift her malaise by loading her cup with jam and sugar cubes.