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It was six o’clock Lucas and Dillon were sat cuddled up on the sofa with a fluffy blanket covering them. Other than the fake laugh soundtrack playing every couple seconds from the television, they sat in comfortable silence with their fingers intertwined.
“Which Friends character do you think you are?” Lucas broke the silence, twisting the metal band around Dillon’s forefinger.
Dillon thought about it for a second. “Maybe Monica, you know mummy issues and all...” He then sighed and looked to the floor.
Lucas bit his lip. “Hey, have you um...have you spoken to her recently at all?”
Dillon shook his head, flipping Lucas’ hand over and caressing his palm lightly. “Nope, and to be honest, I don’t want to. She doesn’t want anything to do with me and I don’t want anything to do with her either.”
The curly haired boy nodded and nudged his shoulder. “Well, it’s her loss.”
Dillon turned to him and smiled playfully. “Yeah?”
Lucas then placed a quick kiss on his lips before moving away with a grin. “Yeah.”
They then both gazed at each other, sappy smiles playing on their lips.
“Babe?” Dillon uttered out, his breath hitting Lucas’ chin due to how close their faces were.
“Hmm?” Lucas murmured, staring at Dillon’s lips.
“You’d be Janice.”
That earned Dillon a hard slap on his leg, which sent him skyrocketing to the ceiling.
“Shut up, you.”