"I'm twenty-two. Not really ready t'go shoppin' for my bridal veil just yet." He shrugs and pops the rest of a piece of toast in his mouth, not speaking again until he's swallowed it. "I'm not offended. I'm just not the type t'fuck around if I'm with someone."


He sits back in his chair with his hands cradled around his coffee, smirking a little. "Ya almost look like you're enjoyin' that burrito more than ya enjoyed me"