"Alright, Kylo, Osmond, Celest, and Cullen," Cullen uttered with an almost sing-song tone. Then he continued, much to Kylo's annoyance. "We're going to be the best team in the camp."
Celest and Osmond exchanged awkward glances while Kylo felt like sinking into a hole and hiding there. Yup... Cullen was still the professional yapper he knew. Maybe he was just being paranoid when he got suspicious of him.
"Say, Kylo..." Osmond suddenly spoke up, his gaze wandering from him and Cullen. "The two of you seem close. Is he your cousin, or...?"
Kylo's eyes nearly bulged in a panic. That was enough. With one swift move, he was able to get Cullen's arm off his shoulder. But the damage had already been done...
"Uh... He's my friend. We're just friends." He rushed to clarify, smiling awkwardly.
He caught Cullen grinning mischievously from the corner of his eyes but chose to ignore it.
