If we were on a coffee date, I'd be like, "HOLY CRAP DID YOU SEE WHAT TYSON GOT ME FOR CHRISTMAS?!"
If we were on a coffee date, you'd be like, "YOU ALREADY OPENED YOUR PRESENTS?!"
If we were on a coffee date, I'd be like, "Yes. We suck at Christmas."
If we were on a coffee date, we'd laugh it out and then I'd unveil the gloriousness that is my new espresso machine. Then I'd make you a latte. Or macchiato. Or cappuccino. Whichever you prefer.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd probably end up telling you the story of how we came to open presents early and how since our first Christmas, I have guessed my presents dead on. 5-0, Jules.
If we were on a coffee date, Tyson would probably chime in from the peanut gallery (because we'd be at my house. And on latte #2). But don't let that fool you, he's just as caffeinated excited as I am about opening this present early.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd ask what your favorite Christmas gift was. I love hearing people's favorite things. It tells me a lot about you, knowing what makes you happy.
If we were on a coffee date, we'd probably sit on the subject of memories forever. Everyone has them, good and bad. Holidays have a weird way of forcing introspectivity (is that even a word?) and sometimes we just need to process out loud.
At least I do. Maybe you do too.
If we were on a coffee date, what would you want to chat about?
More espresso?
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