"Elizabeth!"

"What?" I screamed in response.

This was the third time I had answered Rebecca, each time louder than the last. I was starting to believe she had suddenly gone deaf.

"ELIZABETH!"

I threw my hands up in defeat and stormed down the hallway into the living room.

"WHAT?" I yelled at the back of her head. She was bouncing up and down on our exercise ball and scrolling aimlessly through Tumblr.

"Look at this GIF! Just look at it! Doesn't it make you want to cry?"

I blinked. "You woke sleeping babies in Australia with your screams because you wanted me to look at a GIF?"

"No. I just thought it was cute. I woke sleeping babies because I wanted to give you…THIS!"

She reached under the desk and pulled out a gift bag that was a rather alarming shade of lime green with pink tissue paper spewing from its mouth.

"Aww, you remembered!" I said with a smile.

"Of course I remembered! We've been flatmates for three years! You're my best friend."

"Okay, so how come last year, Anne told me you only remembered because you saw it on Face-"

"A fluke," she interrupted with a wave of her hand. "I'd been a little busy that week. Now come on! Open it!"

I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Alright! But if it's another scented candle, I'm stealing your credit card and buying myself something from Harrod's."

"It's not a candle. Just open it!"

I stuck my hand inside the crinkly pink puffiness and dug around for whatever I was lucky to receive this year.

"You did remember to put it in here, didn't you?" I teased as I yanked the entire wad of paper out of the sack.

"It's small. You'll find it."

I threw aside each individual piece of paper and finally spotted a tiny white envelope sitting on top of the very last sheet.

"Oooooh, I wonder what it could be!" I said with a smile.

Rebecca was bouncing up and down so hard on the ball that I thought it might explode right under her. She looked at me with wide eyes and a ridiculous grin.

I opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper covered in her curly script.

"Dear Elizabeth," I read aloud, "You've been the best friend a girl could ever ask for! I love you to death. But I used the rest of your coffee this morning." I looked up at her and glared.

"I know, I'm sorry. Keep going!"

"I went to the store and they were completely out of the kind you like. So instead of buying Hazelnut Dream and risking you setting the kitchen on fire due to caffeine-less wrath, I have saved the day with this Starbucks gift card! Enjoy, dearest!"

"Much better than a scented candle!" I said with a wink.

"Yay! I knew you'd love it. Am I forgiven for spilling the last of your coffee grounds?"

"Spilled? You spilled it?"

"Well if you wouldn't put it on the edge of the shelf in the cabinet these things wouldn't happen."

"Okay, fine. You're forgiven. And thank you for the Starbucks card. Hello caramel latte!"