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“I will never know how you consume something that repulsive with a straight face,” Keefe stated as
Sophie finished the last of her drink.
“I’m one of the world’s greatest mysteries,” She deadpanned.
“Dark coffee is one of the world’s greatest mysteries.”
“No, dark coffee is drops of pure heaven.”
He shook his head, “You have a serious addiction.”
“Better than not having taste buds,” she shrugged.
“You won’t have tastebuds if you burn them all off with burning hot bitter coffee.”
She raised her glass, “I’d rather live a good life than a long one.”
He laughed.
“While I can’t argue with that, dark coffee is not worth dying over.”
She gasped and placed a hand over her heart. Keefe rolled his eyes. 'Apparently I'm not the only drama queen here.'
“Well if you know so much about coffee, how would you make a cup for yourself?"
He ran a hand through his hair, “I- I don’t drink coffee.”
“You did that one time," she smirked. "What did you put in it?”
“Uh…”
“Well?”
“I’m not getting out of this, am I?”
“Nope!”
“Okay. Fine,” he took a deep breath. “I put at least one tablespoon of caramel sauce, two spoons of sugar, a little chocolate powder and- why are you laughing?”
Across the counter, Sophie was shaking in a fit of giggles, almost falling out of her chair.
“Sorry- It’s just- That’s exactly what my nine year old niece gets.”
•••
“I find it offensive that you don’t find my jokes funny.”
Keefe had been trying to get Sophie to laugh for almost an hour, but luck wasn’t on his side.
She rolled her eyes, “Every few minutes you come here and tell me a joke that you obviously just looked
up- and you don’t even deliver them well!”
“You point?”
“Your sense of humor sucks-”
“Excuse you, but my jokes are brilliant! You just don’t have a sense of humor.”
“Maybe you don’t have a sense of humor.”
Their banter came to a halt when one of his co-workers handed Keefe a list of orders to make.
He sighed and turned to Sophie again. “Now you’re just lying."
“Am I?” she rested her hands on the counter.
“Yes! I’ll be back soon, and I’m going to prove you wrong!”
With his eyes still on her, he began to back into the kitchen.
“Hey! You probably shouldn’t walk backward in the-” She cringed at the sound of him hitting the ground, taking a few rows of plastic cups with him. “Yeah…”
Cursing, he got up and frantically started to restack cups- only for his sorrow to be met with laughter.
“Really?” he glared.
She shrugged, “I tried to warn you.”
•••
“No.”
Sophie rolled her eyes.
“Keefe, just give me the coffee.”
He only held the cup higher, “No, you always leave once you get the coffee.”
“Have you ever considered that caffeine is the primary reason I come here in the first place?”
“I haven’t, because we both know that’s not true.”
He may have been right, but she couldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that.
“Yeah, the fast wifi is a contributing factor.”
“I can’t even argue with that,” he absent-mindedly set the cup down in front of her. “The wifi in the
dorms are so, so bad it’s insane. I get that it’s hard- and probably expensive for all the rooms to have
access to wifi, but it’s so slow that its absence would just go unnoticed! Especially during midterms or
finals!”
She took a long sip from her cup.
“My point exactly.”
His gaze followed the object in her hands.
He pouted and put his head down in front of her.
“You tricked me.”
She just laughed as she lifted her bag and left the seat, “I can’t believe you fell for it!”
Keefe rolled his eyes.
But maybe- just maybe- making her laugh made up for having to watch her walk away.