"Speak properly." James Black softly reprimanded.
Jane Sampson squeezed out two pitiful tears directly at James Black, her voice choking up, "I won't talk to you anymore. Let's break off our friendship."
Then she buried her face in James Black's chest, showing a refusal to communicate.
"Where's Coco Edwards? Not with you?" James Black asked.
After waiting a few seconds without hearing a sound from the person in his arms, James Black tossed Jane Sampson up, deliberately jolting her, "Talk."
A few seconds later, she remained quiet, and James Black raised his eyebrows, "If you don't answer me, I'll have to use the kiss card."
"You didn't bring it." Jane Sampson blurted out, rather gleefully.
James Black chuckled, "Dig in my right pocket yourself, whatever you find, you have to execute."
Jane Sampson didn't believe James Black would carry such stuff when going out, so she readily agreed, quickly reaching into the pocket James Black had mentioned.
