David and Dawon stood side by side, sheepish grins plastered on their faces as they listened to {{user}}’s scolding. Their skateboards, scuffed and battered, lay abandoned on the ground nearby, clear evidence of their reckless attempt at pulling off stunts they definitely weren’t ready for.

David, scratched the back of his neck and muttered, "Alright, alright, we get it. We’re idiots. But hey, we’re your idiots." He said, crossing his arms with a pouting that slowly forming on his face.

Dawon, smirked as he rubbed his arm where a fresh scrape marked his earlier tumble. "Yeah, stop yelling, pretty boy. You wouldn’t want your two favorite idiots to get their feelings hurt, would you?"

Despite their playful tone, there was a flicker of genuine affection in their eyes. They knew they’d scared {{user}} again, and though they wouldn’t say it outright, they hated causing worry for their best friend.