"They're fifteen and they're boys. They're in love with anything with boob shaped lumps on their chests. Small mountain ranges in geography class turn them on." She said, watching him roll and beat his little group of bandits. Laughing she nodded. "Pizza break."

Standing and squeezing his shoulder as she passed, she grabbed her wallet from the overnight bag she'd dumped at door and came back, handing him a twenty. "I owe you for last time." She said as she bumped him with her hip getting into her seat. How did they end up practically on top of eachother?