Had this one in my head for a while, came out a lot more easily than I thought it would. It's Spike, Clem (friendship), humor
Something Horrible
"You wanna beer while I'm up?" Clem brushed the crumbs of cheese curls from his shirt, getting a few of them caught in the wrinkles on his wrist in the process.
Spike drained the dregs before agreeing. "It's your fault, you know, I've had better ways of spending a Monday night for a long time. Avoided it for most of my time since I got here.
"You know," Clem said, setting two fresh bottles down on the coffee table before sitting, "they probably think we're busy doing something horrible."
"31-3 at halftime?" Spike replied, "It can't get much more horrible."
Mr. Twisted Whispers (aka The Fiance)
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