Writer's POV

"Josh, do you have to pull my ear so hard?" Dylan whines and rubs his ear.

They're currently at the parking lot, where Josh parked his car.

"That's what you get for speaking too much!" Josh said.

He opens the driver's seat and get in, Dylan followed suit and sat on the passenger seat.

"I wasn't talking too much, I was just saying the truth!"

He stares at the flask in Josh's hand and scoffs.

"You didn't deliver the food to your mate?"

Josh dumps the flask on Dylan's lap and fasten his seatbelt.

"I change my mind, I'll just cook for her when she gets home!"

Dylan...