Kenny & Tea
"I just now realized I had no fries to go with my burger," he grinned. "Thank god you had some, best buddy in the world."
He took another fry and ate it. "Yeah," he shrugged. He always thought her paintings were good as well as her drawings. He didn't say it often, but he did thought she was quite talented. He followed her to the painting tent, wondering if there was any cool ones. He was kind of disappointed there weren't any. "Aw, no paintings with blood and death and creepy shit?" he pouted. "That sucks."