"Hardly and attack? I'm bleeding because of you, look" He pulls out his shirt slightly to show a slight almost stain from where the cherry used to hang from the stem. "If I die, it's all on you."
Not that he knows he's hamming this all up.
He plops the bag down between them opening up the bag more for easy access.
"You say you know, but you don't have to wake up with one judging you, one staring at you expectantly and one waiting to start a sarcasm battle most mornings. It's bad enough I don't have regular rights to coffee here."
Not that this pleases me at all.
Not that he knows he's hamming this all up.
He plops the bag down between them opening up the bag more for easy access.
"You say you know, but you don't have to wake up with one judging you, one staring at you expectantly and one waiting to start a sarcasm battle most mornings. It's bad enough I don't have regular rights to coffee here."