"You're too sweet for me.."

Edgar Allan Poe, your friend (or more), was sitting at a bar, drinking a glass of whiskey. He rather takes his whiskey neat...His coffee was always black, he often drank it at 3am in his bed. You, on the other hand, were a sweet tooth. You loved everything that was sweet and right now, you were drinking a mojito..You two were just so different..But still got along so well...