LBC’S INCORRECT QUOTES: Ae tripped and fell in the parking lot.
Can waited by the entrance to the soccer field. Tin had promised to come watch the game. The thought filled Can with nervous energy, he wanted to perform his best.
Not that Tin knew the difference. Tin had a wonderful mind for math and economics. He did not have a mind for watching people run up and down a field for a ball. Unless that person was Can, of course.
So it was odd to see Tin sauntering up with a smile, Ae and Pete following behind. Ae was scowling and Pete seemed to be trying to soothe him.
“Cantaloupe,” Tin said while pressing a kiss to Can’s forehead. “Good luck today.”
Can furrowed his brows. “You’re smiling. Did something good happen?”
Tin put on his overly dramatic shocked face. “Can’t I smile because I feel like it?”
“Feel like it my ass!” Ae shouted.
Can looked back and forth between the two in confusing.
“Ae tripped and fell in the parking lot,” Pete whispered to Can. “Tin wouldn’t stop laughing for a whole minute.”
Ae frowned before stomping off to the field. Pete ran after him, hopefully to cheer him up before the game started. Can turned back to Tin who was still smiling.
“You should stop treating Ai Ae that way,” Can warned. “He’ll punch you harder than I do.”
“Oh but now I’m not smiling because of him.”
“Then what’s the reason?”
“I’m smiling because you’re concerned for me.”
Can mimed throwing up but smiled back at Tin before kissing his cheek. Tin stared at Can in wonder.
“A small reward for the right answer,” Can said before running off.
Tin shook his head and followed.
The Last Good Bar 