Be Blue With Me

"Look, all I'm trying to say is, you can't bloody jump off the Burj Khalifa and not get some kind of permanent damage, if you even miraculously survived."

"I don't need that kind of negativity, Erin," Uriel scoffed, walking a little faster through the virtual town.

"I'm not being negative, I'm being realistic."

"Whatever you say, Pessimistic Park."

"You're too stupid to be scared of things you're supposed to be scared of," Erin murmured.

"Too stupid," Uriel pointed, "or too smart?"

"I feel like they're the same thing for you." Running to catch up with Uriel, Erin smacked his back. "I'm the one paying, you can't run off," he scolded.

"It's not my fault your hobbit legs couldn't catch up," Uriel teased, turning around to poke his nose ever so gently. Whipping back around, he confidently strolled despite his rosy cheeks, whilst Erin whined an array of insults at him with a red face.