A Growth Experience

(My parents and I are picking up my brother from the airport when he comes to visit. He’s ten years older than me and has lived away from home most of my life, having moved away directly after college. It should also be noted that I’m a girl in my late teens and I’m 5’11”.)

Brother: “Hey, can we stop and get some coffee before we leave? I just want to relax for a minute.”

Mom: “Sure. There’s a cafe by the baggage claim.”

(We grab a table and order some drinks. My brother doesn’t pay attention to what I order until my latte arrives.)

Brother: *taken aback* “You drink coffee?!”

Me: “Yeah…?”

Brother: “Since when do you drink coffee?”

Me: “A few years now. I had my first mocha in seventh grade.”

Brother: “Coffee’s bad for you. It’ll stunt your growth!”

Me: *trying not to laugh* “Good.”