“Sweet, but the answer is no one. Hi, Isaac.”
“I — yeah. Yeah, okay, that sounds good. Let me just pack up my stuff … “
“Well, where would you like to go?”
“Ice cream. And the park.”
“You’re so childish. Do you wanna piggy back ride too?” Isaac mocked.
“You couldn’t carry me. I thought you were supposed to be cheering me up. Would you rather I said I wanted sex and alcohol? Is that adult enough for you?”
“Don’t underestimate me. I am cheering you up, just in my own way. And no thank you…”
“Dude, football players can’t carry me, let alone a skinny thing like you. So you go right on being like that. Just don’t be surprised when I smack you.”