“We just have to agree to disagree.” He says, wiping a bit of powdered sugar off the side of his mouth.
“That doesn’t even make sense!” She yells with frustration. “You can’t disagree with facts, because they’re…facts.”
“You’re entitled to your opinion and I’m entitled to mine.” He says and folds his napkin into a swan.
“It’s not an opinion, you dumbass!” She draws in air. “I go get coffee for, like, ten seconds. The dog hasn’t moved. You ate my donut!”
“If that’s what you think that’s on you!” He says and stabs the swan with his teaspoon.
Pair this little piece of denial with The Bird by The Time because why not?