coffee laced;

dwyered:

Nathan: Was that your jump shot? Because if that was your jump shot, I can’t date you anymore. My mom said you would be here, something about a grade?
Haley: Yeah, you cannot be here right now.
Nathan: Why not?
Haley: Because I look stupid.
Nathan: You realize I’ve seen you in that crochet poncho thing you wear, right?
Haley: Come on, this is embarrassing. I want you to think I’m not embarrassing.
Nathan: You don’t embarrass me, Haley.
Haley: Oh, yeah, okay.
Nathan: Okay, I take that back.
Haley: I can’t do it.
Nathan: Yes, you can like this. Alright, square your shoulders to the basket. Bring the ball up right past your nose like this, okay? Bend your knees a little, just relax your hips, and just shoot. Okay, that wasn’t perfect, but it also wasn’t embarrassing. It was actually kind of sexy.