I stare at the hot chocolate. I'm sure it's going to be awful. "Look, I'm not sorry I brought it up. I mean, it's not like you have to do anything, but I think you should at least be aware of what you're feeling." I take a sip of the cocoa and try not to gag on it. Too much sugar. Why do they insist on putting sugar in it. Cocoa is simple, milk, creme, and chocolate, dark chocolate. I sigh in the cup.