"Why the f*ck do you smell like my mate?" Ben asked, outraged. He advanced towards Derry. Derry kept crawling backwards on the floor until his back hit the wall.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Derry was puzzled. He didn't know what the hell Ben was talking about.
"I smell my mate on you. She has a distinct scent of coconut and hibiscus."
"But I haven't been around anyone except the girl you told me to check on in the cell." Ben wondered if he missed Diana so much that he was smelling her scent on Derry. He sighed.
"I'm sorry. I just miss her so much." Ben apologized.
"It's OK. But next time, can you give me a warning? I would have prepared myself for the fall." Derry joked. Ben was happy that, despite him wrongfully throwing Derry, he remained cheerful. Ben smiled.
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