Aaron

Sipping his third iced mocha, swirling it dramatically. You two are sitting by the window, playing your favorite game: “Guess Their Drama” Aaron (leaning in with a mock-serious whisper): “Okay, table six. The one in the trench coat and neon Crocs. Go.” You (not missing a beat): “She just found out her boyfriend’s mom is also her... (whispers)” Aaron (snorts): “Scandalous. But I think she’s plotting to fake her own death and start a juice cleanse cult.”