“Zach! I am so bored with salad,” Adrienne whined. She put on her best fake cry and pulled at Zach’s arm. ‘Any excuse to gain physical contact,’ thought Raven, rolling her eyes as she turned to the fridge to pour herself some orange juice.
“Why are we still doing this? Prom is over,” Adrienne continued.
“Okay,” Zach conceded, “let’s go out for dinner at that new place in town.”
“Just the two of us?” Adrienne asked, casting a sly glance in Raven’s direction.
“Yep. Just you, me and Peter Nincompoop,” Zach smiled. Raven almost spat out her mouthful of juice in laughter.
“Who’s Peter Nincompoop?” Adrienne asked, causing both Raven and Zach to collapse into a fit of giggles.
“What?” Adrienne frowned.
“You never watched It’s Always Sunny, did you?”
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