It was Friday, zane was walking home from a party and couldn't wait to see santa at home. When she was walking across the park suddenly she saw flamethrower sitting on a bench.
"What are you doing here" zane said with angry voice
"Why do you care?" Flamethrower replied kinda annoyed.
"You're alone in the park at night, this isn't normal. you weirdo" zane was a little drunk after the party so this conversation couldn't be sober either
"What did you just call me?" Flamethrower looked at her with anger in eyes
"a WEIRDO! Because it's true, you are a weirdo, you always were" at this point flamethrower stood up and walked up to zane
"You better apologise or..."
"Or WHAT? You gonna punch me?"
They looked at each others eyes with anger but suddenly they felt something... weird, something not allowed... they moved closer and they mouths touched making a kiss. Turns out they were both drunk and didn't really know what was happening. When they stopped kissing they just looked at each other surprised and walked away. Zane didn't know how was he supposed to come home to santa after this...
