Scott smiles to himself as he completes the order. Twenty minutes. He knows Mitch should be home by then.
He showers quickly, not wanting to miss the doorbell. He's dressed in record time, but there's still no sign of Mitch.
where r u?
The reply comes almost instantly.
omw
Scott smiles as he hears the ring from the front door.
see u soon, queen
He quickly retrieves the drinks from the young man in the doorway, smiling politely. It's only five more minutes before he hears the familiar sound of Mitch's tires in the driveway.
"Honey, I'm home!"
"In the kitchen, babe."
They both speak as Mitch rounds the corner, each stopping at the sight of the other.
"Surpri-"
"I brought cof-"
Scott giggles as he looks at the tray of drinks in his friend's hand, identical to the one in his own.
