Coffee makes me schizophrenic.
Ben 1: I know you bought coffee.
Ben 2: What? Oh. Shush. I’m trying to do my essay.
Ben 1: I know you did. I can smell it. The whole house smells of coffee. It smells wonderful.
Ben 2: Hrmm? Good.
Ben 1: Why are you just sitting there?
Ben 2: What? Because I’m working, that’s why.
Ben 1: But you bought coffee on the way home.
Ben 2: Yup.
Ben 1: And the house smells beautifully of it.
Ben 2: Yup.
Ben 1: So go make some!
Ben 2: What? Ben. You had a mocha like an hour. You don’t need coffee now.
Ben 1: Yeah, but this is real coffee. Freshly roasted and ground today. And it smells so good. Please?
Ben 2: Look, if you have coffee now, you’re going to get all jiterry and get nothing done.
Ben 1: Mexican Chiapas…. crisp acidity, hint of spice and chocolate…
Ben 2: Just wai-
Ben 1: Mmmmm.
Ben 2: What? My god where did that cup of coffee come from?
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Sounds lovely. I think I need some English Toffee Coffee.
English Toffee Coffee?
What is that?
Ill stick to my burger rings, thanks!