I ordered my hot chocolate in a to go cup.
|The evil cup.|
|That's the stain. It didn't actually photograph well, but it was noticeable to people who saw me.|
I think the anger at spilling it on myself is what made me take a while to realize that it didn't taste, well, like hot chocolate.
I'm still looking for an explanation as to why I ended up drinking the whole thing.
|You can actually see the lack of chocolate-y ness.|