"Dude, dude, dude, dude," Aiden poked your cheek with every word, eyes narrowed and lips pulled into a smirk. "Duuuuuuude!" He stood up and tugged you to your feet. "Bro I'm so bored, and you're the only one on the bus, and we've both been banished from the barbeque." He'd knocked the bag of hotdogs into the fire and then blamed you for pushing him off of you.

So you'd both been told to 'horseplay' in one of the buses. "How could you do this to us?" He added dramatically, falling backward onto one of the bus seats. He waited for you to respond, picking at the old leather seat and pulling out the stuffing. "My parents have always thought I was obnoxious. Don't worry, no one cares that you acted up."

Aiden lifted his head up and smiled impishly, "My banish mate, refusing to help me have any fun. I'm missing out on smores y'know. At least make it worthwhile." He glanced at whatever you were so busy with and frowned, "C'mon, I can't be that boring."

He got up and reached out to take it from your hands, "What is this?"