“Don’t do it,” Red said, frowning at his closest friend. “Don’t. Really, you don’t have to prove anything. Don’t. Do it. Don’t jump-”
White smirked at him. He smirked. How could he look so happy when he was about to do something so stupid? Red couldn’t help a little snort at the thought. Ah yes, because White was always stupid.
“Don’t worry,” White said at last “I wouldn’t do anything dumb.”
And then he did it. He signed that damn paper. He jumped at the opportunity. Damn idiot.
“Great,” Red said sardonically, “Just fantastic. Now you’re in debt.”
White kept smirking his little annoying smirk. “Maybe, but I have a Ferrari.”