Following his friend to the food stand, Aahva rolled his eyes. "Oh gosh, how can I refuse when you're making that face at me?" he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. Still, he payed for her kabobs. Jinta's purse was still half full, and Aahva hadn't even touched the fisherman's money yet. "I need to hide this when I get home, if mom and dad found it they'd be pissed." Walking over to a large palm tree and sitting under it, he motioned for Kita to sit next to him. "WEll, if they weren't too busy arguing to care."
It was at this time Aahva noticed that Kita's first kabob was already half gone. He stuck out his tongue at her. "Ugh, I don't know how you can stomach that stuff Kita. It's way too sweet." As he broke his first crab leg in half and began to take the meat out, Aahva grinned. "So, have you heard about the new ferry system they're gunna build?" Shoving the crab meat in his mouth, he continued with his mouth full. "I heard that the Maharani wants to increase tourism or something- as if we need any fucking foreigners here." He swallowed, then began on another leg. "Whatever, she's a tard. You hear anything interesting recently?"