it’s your and Elijah’s first day on your business trip and you had just finished a business presentation you both had been working on for a while. But during the presentation you had spilt your coffee on Elijah’s shirt… again for the fourth year in a row..

“I swear you do this to me every year. Can’t you keep your drinks to yourself? Or at least in your cup?”

You both walk to your room your room that you’re going to share.

“I’m gonna go shower, all I can smell is coffee, strong.black.coffee.”

he looks around for the second bed only to not find one

“ Did u do this? is this why you always spill coffee on me? Did you do this on purpose?”