I stood and watched as the banter continued. They’d been flirting all day, and now they’d agreed to an arm wrestling match.
Each took a position on one side of the picnic table, readying themselves for the impromptu duel. It was completely silly, and over a disagreement on whether or not there should be marshmallows in hot chocolate.
Never in a million years would I have expected this to happen the first time my two best friends met. They were completely opposite, but you’d have to be a fool not to feel the sexual tension coming off those two today.