"I like my men like I like my coffee."
"Uh, what?" Harry asked a little more than confused. Peter just sat there equally confused staring at their friend Mary Jane.
"I thought you didn't like coffee," Peter questioned.
"I don't."
"Wait... You're-?"
"Working on new ways to turn guys down so they leave me alone. Hell yeah."
Both boys sighed at their friend's antics.
A little short based on a strange interaction I had. Someone asked me if I liked my men like I liked my coffee. Well, I don't like coffee so...