On your morning coffee run, you’d fallen asleep in the passenger seat of Tyler’s car.

During the drive, Tyler was extra careful to avoid the holes and bumps in the road for fear of waking you. Quietly cursing himself when the car would ride over a faulty part of the road.

But he couldn’t let you sleep for much longer, they were approaching the drive through of the coffee shop.

“Hey, sorry for waking you. What coffee do you want? I didn’t know if you wanted oat milk again.”