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Tucker reached over to steal a fry from Sam's platter of food. She promptly slapped it away.
"Get your own." She said, but seeing his pout, she reached for one of her fries and put it on his tray of food, right next to his heaping burger, still half-covered with the Nasty Burger paper.
"Is grumpy Sam out today?" He teased, happily munching down on it.
"I'm only grumpy because you keep stealing my food." She muttered, then gestured for Danny, sitting across from her at the grease-covered restaurant table, to give over the shake he had been sipping on.
He gave it to her without question, and she took a big sip, relishing in the pleasant vanilla taste, before handing it back. Tucker stole it from her hands before it could make it back to its owner.
"Hey!" Danny complained as Tucker sipped his drink too. He crossed his arms at Tucker's refusal to give it back. "No wonder Sam's grumpy."
"You know you love me." He said.
Before Sam could snark back, Danny reached over and stole his burger, taking the biggest bite he could. Juice and condiments galore filled his taste buds, all absolutely delicious.
"Dannyyy." Tucker whined, reaching over to try and pry it back. "I was gonna eat that."
Danny swallowed, somewhat regretting taking such a big bite as it went down like a brick. "See? Not so nice, is it?"
When Danny didn't hand it back right away, Tucker huffed. "Ugh, fine." He said, then turned to Sam. "I'm sorry I took your food."
Danny cleared his throat and stared, still holding his burger hostage. Sam looked onwards at them, clearly enjoying watching her boyfriends have a little fight, even if it was only glares at this point. They all knew who’d win if they actually got into a fight.
"And yours." Tucker rolled his eyes, then bent over the table to take his meal back. Danny let him as he took his shake back. "Happy?"
"Very." Danny smirked. "We can all be big boys and girls and share, okay?"
“Yes, Danny.” Tucker said, before taking his first bite. To say his eyes lit up was an understatement. “Holy hell, this is good.” Then he leveled a glare at Danny, who was licking his lips like he wanted more. “And I won’t even get to enjoy all of it, will I?”
“At least you don’t have to compete against me.” Sam argued back, smiling, as Danny once more reached over to steal his food.