𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨

[tornadotamer]

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[tornadotamer]

[ Not her cup of tea, but since it's his favorite and she's feeling bratty, she snatches it up and takes a bite. ]

There's a lot going on.

[ There's powdered sugar on her chin. It's a messy donut. ]

[cowboyscientist]

But it's good, right?

[ Reaching over, Tyler dabs at her chin and laughs. ]

Sweet and chewy.

[tornadotamer]

It's okay.

[ She gives him a smile while she's busy chewing. It's sweet, incredibly so. She sips her coffee to chase down all that sugar then hands him the rest. ]

I think I'll stick with the classic.

[cowboyscientist]

Aww.

[ He laughs though and takes the donut before popping it into his mouth. He gestures at another one. ]

Simple glazed.

[tornadotamer]

[ She does take the glazed. It's still hot. Eagerly, she takes a bite and moans at how good and fluffy it is. It's just the right amount of sweet, pairing well with her coffee. ]

Okay, this is pretty good.

[cowboyscientist]

See?

[ Oh yes, he's going to rub it in and make sure she doesn't forget that he was right. Even if he doubts that she'll admit it. ]

Told you it'd be worth it.

[tornadotamer]

[ Her nose wrinkles at his smugness. She shoots him a glare that's much more awake now. She eats another bite and chews thoughtfully. ]

I didn't say it was worth getting out of bed for.

[cowboyscientist]

But it was.

[ And he knows it was. ]

Besides, you can go back to bed if you're that tired, still. I won't force you to stay up.

[tornadotamer]

I'm awake.

[ She sighs it out. She has been since they started texting. She sips at her coffee and wishes they didn't have the center console in the way. It'd be nice to scoot over and curl against him while they eat their donuts. ]

Are you always this awake and chirpy in the mornings?

[cowboyscientist]

Chirpy?

[ Is he being chirpy? The thought makes him laugh a little and he shrugs. ]

Not always. Guess I was just properly motivated this morning and had a reason for being bright eyed and bushy tailed.

[tornadotamer]

Motivated for donuts?

[ She finishes the glaze and licks her sticky fingers. She's not mad about it. The donuts have hit the spot. She feels more alive now with that and the coffee in her system. ]

What's next then?

[cowboyscientist]

Do you want me to take you back home?

[ He smiles over at her as he takes another bite of another donut. ]

Go back to bed?

[tornadotamer]

Only if you come into bed with me.

[ She teasingly waggles her brows at him. He looks pretty awake though. She's not sure that he'll be into some lounging. ]

[cowboyscientist]

Well, I was definitely hoping that you'd say that.

[ Even if he doesn't go back to sleep, he thinks he can be still and quiet. He can be a good pillow for her. ]

If you're inviting me, I'm accepting.

[tornadotamer]

Mmm, maybe we can lounge on the couch and watch a movie?

[ That seems like a fair compromise. Once she's fully settled and energized, the rest of the day will be their oyster. ]

[cowboyscientist]

Okay, I can deal with that.

[ He gets the truck moving, heading back towards her place so they can do just that. ]

I'm gonna eat all these donuts so I even might end up falling asleep.

[tornadotamer]

You're seriously going to eat all these?

[ She eyes the box dubiously. Two donuts for her max would be enough. ]

Where do you put it all?

[cowboyscientist]

I am going to eat all these.

[ Maybe not all at once but he's definitely going to eat them all. He bought them, he's eating them. ]

And I've got a high metabolism. Plus, I do a lot of running.

[tornadotamer]

I'm sure we can find other ways to help you work them off.

[ She smirks at him from behind her coffee cup. She lets the blanket slide off her shoulders, revealing the tank top she'd fallen asleep in. ]

[cowboyscientist]

Oh, that's not fair.

[ He was here to eat donuts but now donuts were the last thing on his mind. He swallows, sliding his tongue against his lip. ]

Nice shoulder.

[tornadotamer]

[ She glances down at her bare shoulder then flicks her gaze up at him with a grin. ]

You think so?

[cowboyscientist]

I do think so.

[ He bites at his lip before he clears his throat because he can't get too distracted. He still has to drive. ]

Like it a lot. Hold the donuts?

[tornadotamer]

Why? Planning on driving fast? In a hurry?

[ She takes the box into her lap, so it doesn't go flying this way and that. She's protecting the goods. The blanket keeps dragging down her body with the way she shifts, so now her long legs are exposed. ]

[cowboyscientist]

No, just practicing good driver safety.

[ And how would he do that if he had one hand on a donuts box? ]

Wouldn't want to get into an accident while you're...

[ Well, slowly showing off more and more skin. ]

[tornadotamer]

Holding donuts and coffee?

[ Innocently, she holds up both to show him that she's keeping them secure. Her sleep shorts are tiny, so it barely looks like she's wearing them with the way they're riding up. ]

Eyes on the road, Tyler.