Small Talk

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The two of you drank it at the same time. It was quite good, actually.
"Oh, this is good!" You confirm, nodding your head almost violently like a child. Stephen laughs hysterically.
"You look like a three year old!" He jokes, leaning back and hugging his stomach to laugh some more.
"You like my impression of you?" You tease, laughing with him. He laughs harder. You wait patiently for him to stop while also laughing here and there.
"Okay, Okay. I'm good now." He finishes, exhaling one more time. "You're funny."
"I can see that, you laughed for a good minute!" You smile. Stephen smiles back, laughing a little more.
"Anyways, how come I haven't seen you around?" Stephen asks. You blink slowly, taking another sip of your drink.
"I dunno, I just moved here but we've been in school long enough for us to at least meet." You reply cooly.
"Weird." Stephen shrugs, taking a sip of his drink. "Any hobbies?"
"Does reading a million books count?" You snicker. Stephen looks genuinely interested.
"Yeah, reading is a good hobby. Makes you smart like me!" His signature goofy grin cracks his face as he does a pose. You giggle.
"I wrote a book, it's called The Stephen Trilogy! It's all about yours truly~"  He bantered. You narrowed your eyes, smiling.
"Alright, and where can I find that, huh?" You challenged.
"Right in here." Stephen slyly replied, tapping the temple of his head. You scoff.
"Alright, smart guy. Calm down. You don't wanna get kicked out of here right after getting coffee." You smile. Stephen smiles back, lifting his cup.
"I almost forgot I had this, thanks for reminding me!" He started chugging it, soon setting down the empty cup roughly on the table. You open your mouth in shock.
"Stephen!" You giggle. Stephen giggles with you, leaning across the table.
"Your turn!" He challenges. You copy his large grin.
"I can try!"
You start chugging it, too, but you started to feel sick and set it down, the cup still having a little in it. You start coughing and Stephen starts to look concerned.
"You okay?" He asks as a stream of coffee runs down your chin. You wipe it off.
"Yeah, just got a little sick. You're the victor!" You squeal. His concerned frown shifts quickly back to his goofy grin, and he raises his fist.
"As always, Stephen the Great has won once more!"

You got kicked out shortly after for being disruptive.

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