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“My da-Sanders saved up some money to give me fun tickets to use today!”
“The fuck, Guerin, ‘fun tickets’? That’s stupid.”
“Your face is stupid.”
“Shut the fuck up!” Alex yells from the front seat. “Both of you.”
“Now they’re just sticking their tongues out at each other.”
“This is why you don’t ride shotgun when I’m driving, Kyle.”
“My bad. I thought Forrest was more mature than that.”
“I am!”
“Then act like it, babe.”
“If you two can’t kiss and make up, no paintballing for you.”
Silence. Then, strangely…
“Kyle, are they—”
“Yeah, they’re kissing. That’s so hot.”