"Come on!"
"No way!" I laughed, "You lost fair and square!"
"You cheated!" he sulked.
"Did not!"
"Sav! Come on!"
I rose an eyebrow at him, "Did you just call me, 'Sav?'"
He shrugged, "Yah, what are you gonna do about it?"
"Tell you it's one dumb nickname."
"Well, how dare you? That is my creative expression! We all can't be artists like you!"
I rolled my eyes, "I'm hardily an artist, Taylor. It's just some landscapes and stuff."
"Uh huh, I've seen your work, I know how good it really is."
I felt my face flush and I quickly ducked down to cover it, "Whatever."
I stabbed my waffle and swirled it in the syrup, as I looked up I saw Taylor scrutinizing me, "What"
He shook his head and took a sip of his coffee, "You're so silly."
"You do know that you're the one who shortened my name to Sav? Right?"
"So?"
"And I'm the silly one?"
"It's a good nickname, it's just between us. That's what makes it so great."
"Or that stupid."
"You insult me."
"You love me."
"You wish."
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But First, Coffee
Short StorySavannah didn't expect to fall in love with her cute coffee barista. And she didn't expect it to be such a rollarcoster.