“Morning, sunshine,” Matt said with exaggerated cheer.
“Fuck you,” Kevin said.
Dan yawned into her hand. “Glad to see you’re still a morning person.”
“Fuck you too.”
“Is your spine the spine of the righteous?” Andrew wondered. “Are you trying your best to step on my toes because you’re feeling the tragic weight of the holier than thou?”
“You could at least try,” Kevin said.
Andrew thought about it, then said, “I could, couldn’t I? Maybe next time!”
(…)
“What’s Andrew doing?” Neil asked.
“Nothing,” Aaron said, as simple as it was obvious, and they set up for another serve.