Azimio had his slushie at the ready, about to aim, when he felt a hand on his arm, stopping him.

"What the hell, dude?"

"The guy’s in a wheelchair, it’s not fair," Dave shrugged.

The slushie hit him straight in the face before he saw it coming.

"Whatever, man. You need to decide who your friends are."

As Azimio left, Artie rolled over to Dave.

"Come on, let’s get you cleaned up."

Dave’s eyes lit up. “Thanks, man.”

"No, thank you.”

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