Riku was working at his garage when he felt a sudden small hands on his shoulder. He immediately spun around but end up hitting the open hood of the car.
"Ouch! Damnit Sora!" He shouted.
"Ha Ha," Sora sports his summer boy smile. "So you survived the humiliating embarrassment of your entire life,"
Riku rolled his eyes while comforting his bang-up head.
"Did you see all the artist's works?" He asked but no reply answer his question.
"I take that as a yes." He considers. "What part they focused on the most?"
"None of you damn business." He immediately replied
"That's definitely the ass and the ABS." he smiled.
"Oh give me a break." He brushes it off
"Then take one," Sora advised. "You've been working long enough."
"I have to keep on working." He informed his long-time friend. "It's the only way I can stop thinking about..." but his mind trailed off.
"Then let her know to damn it." He replied with a shout.
"How?" He asked him. "Especially since she saw the full monty,"
"Wait, she was in that class too?"
Riku put a palm on his face. "That's her major; Bachelor of Arts" he informs him.
"Well, that's going to be the most awkward conversation you ever going to have. Good luck with that." And walk away grinning.
"I still don't know how we survive all these years being friends" He shook his head in disbelief.
