Just a little something that popped into my head this morning.
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Ryan and Trey were just about out the front door, headed out for an evening of fun, when Sandy caught up to them.
"Ryan!"
Ryan stopped and turned towards Sandy.
"Remember your midnight curfew."
Trey smirked and looked at Ryan. "Curfew? You have a curfew?"
Ryan smiled back for a moment, then got serious. "Leave it alone, Trey."
Sandy smiled at Trey. "Yeah, curfew. You've heard of them. It's something parents do."
"Our parents never –"
Ryan elbowed Trey in the side. When Trey looked at him, he was scowling. Trey hesitated. Obviously Ryan didn't want him talking about their parents. He nodded a little at Ryan to let him know he got the message.
"Ryan?"
Ryan looked at Sandy. "Yeah, Sandy, midnight. Got it."
Sandy smiled at Ryan and Trey. "OK, then, have fun you two, but not too much fun, if you know what I mean."
Ryan gave Sandy a little smile. "Yeah."
Ryan turned around and opened the front door, and walked out, followed by Trey.
Before the door closed, Sandy could hear Trey ask, "What? What did he mean, Ry?"
"Trey –" Ryan warned.
After they were gone, Sandy headed back to doing what he was doing. Having Trey here was going to be interesting.
The End.
