"It's open!" I yell.
Frank walks in with a box in his hands. Amile follows behind him.
"Uh, I kinda dropped it once accidentally after trip-"
Amile glares at Frank.
"I mean uh fell over a stick. I cut off the part with dirt though."
Grayson lifts one eyebrow and he opens the box and pulls out a cake. He grins a little and shakes his head.
"Frank?" I ask.
"Yeah?"
"Why does it say 'feel bad Grayson'?"
"Huh?" He looks at the cake. "Oh, I cut off the 'don't' because that's the part that got dirty."
"Ohhhhh."
Grayson smashes his head into the cake and starts to eat it. I laugh a little, but Frank doesn't find it very amusing.
"Nooooo! I worked hours on that cake!"
"Uh," Amile says, "You bought it from a store than wrote Don't Feel Bad Grayson in blue food dye."
"He doesn't have to know that."
Grayson laughs softly and licks his chocolate covered lips. "Thanks guys."
"No problemo! We'll see you later, byeee!" Frank walks out with Amile.
"Clean meeee." Grayson pleads.
"That sounds so wrong."
"You know what I mean."
I laugh and it takes awhile, but I finally kiss off all of the cake from his face. He puts the box of cake down and smiles at me.
"I love you, Jackie."
"I love you more."
"Impossible."
"Very possible."
"Nope!"
"Yep!"
"I hate you."
"I hate you more."
He chuckles and kisses me softly. "Thank you for being a friend."
"Okay, dude, we're not the Golden Girls."
"Well, you're my golden girlfriend."
I roll my eyes and rest my head on his shoulder. I'm in love with the tripper, and I'm glad.
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