Okay, that's great, but did you leave whiskey?
[If Theo had ears like a dog they'd be perked after entering the coffee shop, indeed hungry and craving something. He drapes himself into a seat in a way that happens to overlap Noah in some way. Leg, arm, shoulder to shoulder. Something touchy touchy.]
Coffee shops still suck for you, so far as snacking goes? Or... not goes?
Coffee shops still suck for you, so far as snacking goes? Or... not goes?
[Leaning into it because Noah can hardly ever have enough physical contact, he cozies up to Theo without a second thought. They're probably halfway sharing a chair. He taps his fingers on the table, waiting for Caleb to get through the line.]
Yeah, I can't have any of this.
[Coffee shops are just a place to meet up or people watch. He doesn't feel strongly one way or the other about them aside from that.]
Yeah, I can't have any of this.
[Coffee shops are just a place to meet up or people watch. He doesn't feel strongly one way or the other about them aside from that.]
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