Slapping #Paul on the back of the head. “I thought the pizza was for me.” He’d downed half of it.
‘No, I said the soda was for you.’ He smirked. ‘And that slap was for free. You know. Because you are so happy to see me.’
Rolling my eyes o gave him another. When I phone pinged. I took it out reading the text before putting it back away.
‘Aren’t you gonna reply?’ He asked with a brow raised.
“Doesn’t need one.” I told him.
We settled in for the night. ‘So, what -