Natalie was in the lunchroom at work, sipping on her cup of coffee.
Yes, her attempts to eliminate coffee from her diet had only succeeded in a reduction. She simply couldn't take smelling everyone else drinking their coffee all the time. Those beautiful fumes were not enough!
Plus one of the other girls said that she had drunk coffee all through her pregnancy and there weren't any problems, so Natalie decided that a cup every one or two days wouldn't hurt. Y'know, considering what she usually drank.
"Hi Nat," said one of the casual girls, joining her in ther lunchroom.
"Hey," Natalie replied.
She made her own cup.
"So, how far along are you now?"
"Four months."
"Cool. Almost at the halfway point."
"Yup," Natalie replied.
"Kicking yet?"
"No, not yet."
"Well, shouldn't be long now."
"I look forward to it."
Natalie finished off her cup of coffee, and picked up her mug and plate.
"Well," she said, glancing at the clock. "I've got another client soon, so I'd better head off."
"See ya around," the other girl waved.
And Natalie headed to the massage rooms.