[ It seems they're both feeling a little more at ease now that they're inside, or at least, Sam is. He rolls his shoulders a little, enjoying the warmth that seeps into his limbs, chasing away the slight chill from their walk.
He follows TJ to the table, seating himself after shrugging his jacket off to drape it over the back of his chair. ]
I like mine sweet and milky, but I can stand it black and lethal in a pinch.
[ Like those moments where he can't indulge himself and has to wake up ASAP. Luckily, those kinds of days have been far and few lately. ]
It's a skill I picked up while in the air force.
[ He nodded to the counter. ] Let me go grab us a couple of mugs and see if I can't wrangle us a free refill or two, okay?
[ Before Sam can wander off, TJ shifts in his seat to get his card from his wallet and offers it up with a grin and a wink. ]
Don’t forget your cookie.
[ He won’t argue if Sam protests, but they don’t usually make anyone sign for a purchase that’s only a couple of dollars. If there’s a problem, he’s got cash, too. Not much, but enough for a sweet treat or two. While Sam gets their coffee, TJ shucks off his jacket and takes a look around. A quick text goes out to his brother, a sort of ritual check-in to let him (and thus their mother) know he’s okay and having coffee with someone he met in group. It’s not the exact truth, but it’s far from a lie. And it’s less worrisome than admitting he’s out with a handsome stranger. ]
How long did you serve?
[ It’s probably a common question, but he’s a little curious and it makes for good conversation beyond the basic small talk. ]
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He follows TJ to the table, seating himself after shrugging his jacket off to drape it over the back of his chair. ]
I like mine sweet and milky, but I can stand it black and lethal in a pinch.
[ Like those moments where he can't indulge himself and has to wake up ASAP. Luckily, those kinds of days have been far and few lately. ]
It's a skill I picked up while in the air force.
[ He nodded to the counter. ] Let me go grab us a couple of mugs and see if I can't wrangle us a free refill or two, okay?
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Don’t forget your cookie.
[ He won’t argue if Sam protests, but they don’t usually make anyone sign for a purchase that’s only a couple of dollars. If there’s a problem, he’s got cash, too. Not much, but enough for a sweet treat or two. While Sam gets their coffee, TJ shucks off his jacket and takes a look around. A quick text goes out to his brother, a sort of ritual check-in to let him (and thus their mother) know he’s okay and having coffee with someone he met in group. It’s not the exact truth, but it’s far from a lie. And it’s less worrisome than admitting he’s out with a handsome stranger. ]
How long did you serve?
[ It’s probably a common question, but he’s a little curious and it makes for good conversation beyond the basic small talk. ]