Help!
"Bart! If you're not down these stairs in five minuets you can kiss that tenner goodbye."
Bart jumped out of bed like he was on fire. He needed that money. It was Jason's 18th birthday and he had completely spaced on getting him a present and a card. What with everything that had happened he was not completely out of the dog house where Jason was concerned and he wanted to keep him sweet.
'Bart can't make park. Mum has plans for the day. I'll see you later. Luv J x.'
Bart breathed a sigh of relief. That meant he had all day to pick the perfect present.
'Never mind. See you in pub l8r. Drinks on me. x'
"Bart!"
"I'm coming. 'Keep your knickers on'. Carmel, any chance you fancy a shopping trip?"
"Shopping? Always. What we getting?"
"Birthday present."
"For that lovely girlfriend of yours? I saw the most beautiful top yester…"
"No for a friend."
He didn't tell Carmel that he had split up with Sinead weeks ago, because he didn't fancy going into detail.
"A friend. What were you thinking?"
"It's his 18th t so I need it to be good, but I'm a little short on cash, so it may have to be simple."
"So….a CD?"
"A little more expensive than that."
"I saw a sexy shirt in town yesterday."
"Not quite that expensive Carmel."
"Something between a CD and a shirt? Exactly how much money do you have?"
"With bus and lunch money…roughly a fiver."
"And if I lend you some?"
"Enough for that shirt."
"Fine, but I want it back. I mean it. Every penny."