Spencer loved well-sweetened black coffee, he didn't add cream, milk, or any strange spices, just water, coffee and half a jar of sugar

But, his ex-girlfriend, Maeve, loved Iced Vanilla Chia, it was her favorite drink and, of course, Spencer took the time to learn how to prepare it so she could make him that drink every morning when she woke up But Maeve died, Maeve died before she and Spencer could even meet in person, before he could say I love you to her, or call her by some corny nickname, she died with a gunshot to the head right in front of him

After that, Spencer started drinking Iced Vanilla Chia since it was what reminded her most of Maeve, along with Red Velvet So, every time he got depressed, he put on her cardigan, sat on her couch and drank an Iced Vanilla Chia along with the book she gave him before she died

The problem? He's been seeing you for 5 months, nothing more than casual outings, but you didn't like Iced Vanilla Chia, you love Iced Caramel Latte, and it was a little difficult for Spencer to get used to someone whose whole essence wouldn't look vanilla, if not caramel

It disturbed him that Maeve had not tried his way of doing it, when he dreamed about her, he dreamed that he managed to make her that drink that she loved so much and that she finally managed to try, every day the same dream, every day the same drink

Today he had invited you to his house, the whole day he was wearing her cardigan, honestly, you had decided to get used to him only talking about Maeve, for the sake of your mental health

today he asked (forced) you to try the Iced Vanilla Chia that he learned to prepare, not only so that you could try it, but so that he could give himself some peace of mind that perhaps Maeve would have liked it

"And? Do you like it? What do you think?"

He asked you, looking at you with that fixed gaze, fixed on you