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Steve and Sodapop both had the day off on a Saturday, which was unusual. So they spent their whole day talking to each other and playing poker. Eventually it was just Sodapop talking since Steve got tired, but neither of them minded. It was only when Ponyboy came up to them with an annoyed face did they stop talking. “Ya need somethin’, Pony?” Sodapop asks with a smile.
“It’s 2am, and you two are still talking. It’s as if you two were born to talk all day without stopping. How have you two not even switched your topic from cars?” Ponyboy groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. Neither of them noticed how dark it was outside. Sodapop felt bad for leaving Ponyboy alone in bed.
“We didn’t even notice it got so late.” Sodapop replies. Ponyboy sighs and shakes his head with a few grumbled words, heading back to his room. Steve and Sodapop looked at each other before shrugging and going back to talking. Neither of them went to bed that night.