Brian changes the station. They listen to the end of the playing song, uninterested. The next one that comes on, though, feels like fate for some reason. They really must be insane.
“Hiya Barbie.” Brian smirks.
“Hi Ken.” Dexter’s eyebrow quirks up.
“You wanna go for a ride?”
“Sure Ken.”
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