Camila woke up to the sound of cupboard doors slamming and the unmistakable hiss of her espresso machine being bullied within an inch of its life.

"This thing have a manual or am I about to trigger a small explosion?" Rafael's voice boomed from the kitchen, hitting it lightly by the side.

"Put the damn machine down before you ruin it," she called, rolling out of bed, a d ran down the stairs with a speed of lightning.

"What happened to normal instant coffee? You know, the kind that comes in a ...