24“Hand Clap” – Fitz and the Tantrums
He was sweaty as hell from dragging canoes all day, but he imagined when Vanessa said immediately, she didn't mean for him to go home and shower. He pulled up to her house and let himself in the front door around four, hoping he wasn't walking into a tornado. But all he heard was giggling.
“V! You in the basement?”
“Yeah!” she laughed. He loped down the stairs to find Carly and Vanessa stacking hot dogs in an x-rated statue of sorts made of chips.
“That's so… creative,” he offered.
“Don't patronize my art,” Carly began. “I call it Chips in the Nude.”
Vanessa had tears running down her face, and he wondered how long they'd been at this. “You guys are super special right now, but we should probably get things going? And maybe put those hot dogs bac
