"Carl-ay! Why is it so hot in here?" Sam. Yells to Carly from the couch of Carly's appartment.
"The AC just cut out! You'll have to live with it!" Carly shouts back from her room on the second floor of the appartment.
"Ugh. It's so damn hot in here." Sam whines:
"Conplaining won'r help it, Sam. Here, I'll get us some lemona-. Pew! What died in here?" Carly exclaims as she enters the living room.
"Oh, sorry about that. The summer heat makes me a bit unenjoyable to be around." Sam says through a sly grin as she spreads across the couch. Her legs spread apart, and her arms on the top.
"Ew! Ever tried deodorant?" Carly asks sarcastically as she walks to the kitchen and returns with two glasses of lemonade. She sits down under one of Sam's outstretched arms, and places the glasses on the coffee table.
"Would you mind lowerin' your arm? I can smell things I've never wanted to!"
"Oh, you know you like it." Sam says slighly with a gleem in her eye - which Carly catches.
"Sam -No!" But her plea comes too late as Sam grabs her by the neck, and slides Carly into a headlock - with her face centimetres away from Sam's damp armpit.
"Smell the love." Sam whispers with a giggle.
"Oh gosh. Get off of me!" Carly begs as she tries to claw her way out of Sam's grip.
"Ooh. I wonder if you're stinky too." Sam coos as she lifts Carly's arm up and shoves her nose into it.
"Sam. What the hell are you doi-"
"Oh. Deoderant. Like the precious princess you are." Sam mutters with disapointment.
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