I.R.T.

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I sat and I played with the plastic bottle in my hand from the lunch we just finished having.

"Huh, bro"

Ken handed me a huge bottle that had strawberry and watermelon mixed slushie.

Ooh, my favorite.

"How did you get it so big?"

I asked as I set it down on the table.

I didn't listen for the answer as I watch the once pink drink turn bright green then a dark blue purplish color before settling into a green-blue mixture.

I felt a small pressure on my lower back.

"You like it?"

Ken whispered close to my ear.

I looked up at him and his face was so close to mine, I just lifted myself a little bit and kissed under his chin.

"Yes, thank you."

I said again with my lips still pressed against his skin.

I felt him swallow and both my head and his moved together as he nodded.

Damn.

Ken thought.

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