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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 as Bobby Brown and his best friends—Johnny Lawrence, Tommy, Dutch, and Jimmy—parked their bikes on the hill, while Ali and Daniel continued flirting on the beach. Their laughter rang out, carefree and wild, as they talked about their karate practice. They all sported matching leather jackets adorned with snake patches and cruised on motorcycles.
"Alright!" Tommy and Bobby shouted in unison, adrenaline still pumping.
"That was awesome," Johnny added, his voice bright with excitement.
"Brew time, man! Who's for a warm one? Here you go," Tommy offered, handing Johnny a beer.
Johnny waved it off. "No, I pass, man."
Tommy turned to Bobby. "Hey, Bobby?"
Bobby shook his head, also declining the beer. "No, thanks pal."
"Johnny, who you kidding? You're still the ace degenerate," Tommy teased, handing the beer to Jimmy.
"No, ex-degenerate man. 8am tomorrow, I'm a senior, I got one year to make it all work, and that's what I'm gonna do." Johnny said. "Make it work, all of it, right?" he added while facing Bobby
"That's right man." Bobby said as he and Johnny slapped a supportive five
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