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"Is your brother always this aggressive?" Brice whispers as he sits down next to Seto.

"No, not really," Seto responds, shrugging. Isaac's standing at the door, currently tipping the delivery man for their pizza. He strolls over to the table, slams the box down, and tosses paper plates at the two. He mutters something about homework and goes back upstairs.

"What's up with him?" Brice questions, frowning.

"Don't know and I honestly don't care," Seto rolls his eyes as he opens the lid to the box. It's Hawaiian pizza. The duo collectively groan.

"I literally told him not to order Hawaiian!" Seto complains, slouching.

"You wanna just go to an actual restaurant or something?" Brice suggests while standing up. "I know this diner near my place; it has a 1950s theme to it."

"Are you indirectly asking me out?"

"Yeah, let's go."

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