A game
It had become a sort of game between them, now: Daud would sometimes lay on the couch, book in hand, and try to read something, while The Outsider tried to gain his attention in every way possible.
He climbed on top of the other man, with a sly grin on his face, and he whispered a "Hey, Daud", to which the other replied with an annoyed – but both of them knew he was just faking it – "What?", as he put the book aside.
Unsurprisingly The Outsider was always victorious.