Danny had played hooky from school that day. Of course, he had done the same thing yesterday. Maybe he was sick. Most likely he was a bit depressed about that letter from home. You know, the one that never came, but suppossedly was on it's way the last time he tried to call his parents. (Sorry, Daniel, no time to talk, we'll send you a long letter!)
He was just going to have to cheer himself up by having some fun at his best friend's expense.
"I hate you," Cam shot back cheerfully, throwing his cloth into the sink. "Dude, how the hell do you get glitter off? And, a better question! Who the hell thought it would be a good idea to give it to her?"
"She pouted at me. You people know better than to send her to the store with me, yet you do it anyway," he said, flipping through a book. He looked up from his seat on the couch and grinned.
"You could always dial that number you hate on my phone and ask her."
"You need to learn to say no." No that Cam had the ability either, but Danny still needed to learn. He huffed and came out of the bathroom, making grabby hands. "Give me the phone."
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He was just going to have to cheer himself up by having some fun at his best friend's expense.
"Hey Chi Chi, long hard night at work?"
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"You could always dial that number you hate on my phone and ask her."
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