"Hmmmm. I don't know if I could kill someone for you, Ali."
"Shut up." Alistair gave his companion an annoyed glower, which only prompted the other's grin to brighten.
"No, I really don't think I could do that. Sorry."
"I wouldn't expect you to do something like that."
"Oh? What kind of thing would you expect me to do?"
"Pass all of your classes for once."
"Hey!" Oliver couldn't help but protest, feigning offense.
"And stop flirting with every girl you see."
"I do no such thing."
"Are you going to eat that?"
"Hm? Why, do you want some? This isn't very healthy, Ali."
"Like I have to worry about eating healthy. That's not what's going to kill me."
"No. No, I'm not eating it. Here." Oliver waited until the waitress passed by, quickly flashing her his heart-stopping smile before nudging the slice of cake across the table to his friend, refusing to meet his stare.
"Am not! I just don't want her to think I dislike