After the basketball game, we are all tired and go straight to sleep.
The next day I meet up with Martin. “I overreacted,” I say.
“And I shouldn't have assumed.”
“I've been thinking. Let's go to the dance together.”
“Really? You mean it?” Martin perked up.
“Yes, I mean it.”
"You are right. though, about one thing."
“We should find other friends, but let's remain best friends, okay?”
“It's a deal.”