Back at it Again (One-on-One)

He gasped in mock offense, his brow puckering as he frowned.

“How rude!”

 

“Well, you can forget about the butterflies. They’re so delicate, that even the slightest bit of unkindness will kill them.”

 

“You have hurt me too badly, Callie Meiz! My feeling will never be repaired.”

 

He glanced down at her, his eyes warm despite his tormented face.

“There are some cuts that you cannot heal, Cal.”

 

He was quiet for a moment.

“...what’s on the bandaid?”

 

“Not interested, then! You can keep your plain bandaids. This wound will remain fresh and painful.”

 

“No. I only accept apologies in Power Rangers bandaids or Mario Katt bandaids,” he replied haughtily.

 

“But since you can’t pay, I guess we can never talk again.”

 

They got to the path where their roads diverged and he turned to her.

“Well, see you never, I guess.”

 

"Smell ya later," he shot back, sticking his tongue out in return.