"Argh, god! Get up! Grow up! And just take the hit if she hits you. You will be fine. Why do you even have all these muscles if you can't even take a hit? Idiot!" snapped Henry.
"Ahh, god! You are the worst! You are no help!" chided Jack and stood up while making an annoyed and disgusted face.
"Ha-ha, go ask the girl you kissed for help. Maybe she can help you," Henry laughed as hard as he could, his whole body jiggling with happiness.
"I… HATE… YOU!!" growled Jack.
"I know!" smiled Henry, patted Jack's back and walked out.
"Wait! What if she hits her?" asked Jack.
Henry immediately halted and turned around. "Who is going to hit whom?"
"First who - Ma'am! Second who - that girl Elle!" replied Jack.
"You… you are worried about her?" asked Henry, shocked yet amused.
"Noo!!" shouted Jack. His voice was too high even for him. "Why would I be worried about her?"
