What the heck was going on here?
Why was he so riled up?
"Jamie."
"No," Jamie replied mulishly.
"James Jones the third."
"No!"
Ari sighed, then looked over at Benjamin with eyes that were pleading for help.
Laughing, the British boy stood up with an exaggerated groan.
"Alright, big man. Let's all calm down, yeah? As Ari said earlier, we're not angry at each other, innit? Just frustrated at the PD, so let's not take it out on each other." Benjamin said as he walked over to the door and slung his arms over Carlos's shoulders.
"Ari and Jamie hash it out, and for everyone else, maybe it's best we go to bed early tonight and wake up early tomorrow, since I don't think anyone is really in the mood to practice anymore, and the less angry words we exchange, the better. I'll walk these two back and get snacks, since I'm hungry, and Kate said she made us some of that puppy chow ting. Anyone coming?"
"I'll go."
"Same."
