"That actually tastes like ass." James wrinkles his nose in contempt, the sharp bitterness of [redacted brand] coffee burning his tongue. Will yaps out a laugh, "Like you'd know." James doesn't know what possesses him to say it, but before he can stop it slips out. "I'd like to." 🧩 Or, everyone seems to think James and Will have a special dash of chemistry, and Will seems to be the only person who wishes that it wasn't true.