Tyson leaned back into the couch leisurely, watching the comedy show his cousin insisted they watch together. It was funny, but he’d seen better. Oliver on the other hand watched with bated breath each time the host showed another internet clip. The Foss family had just arrived at the resort not too long ago and had yet to even unpack their belongings. The adults stood in the kitchen, sorting their itinerary while the boys hung out and caught up after weeks of not seeing each other. The boys spent a lot of time together normally and this trip would be no exception, youth retreat or not. “What do you think our parents are talking about?” Oliver asked, grabbing a tangerine from the table.
“I dunno, taxes?” Tyson asked with a smirk. When Oliver hit his leg, the orange haired male straightened up. “More likely about the plans for tonight. I think we’re having dinner with the other bandmates and their families.”
“Oh yeah, I’m excited to see Marcy and Kennedy.” Oliver picked up one of the tangerine peels that had dropped to the floor and tossed it between his palms. “From what I’ve heard we’re going to be doing the youth retreat with them.” He grinned, baring teeth. “They’re bound to get tired of us eventually.”
“Wouldn’t doubt it. Even I’m tired of you,” Tyson said with a simple shrug. “Maybe we’ll meet some new friends on the island I can dump you on.”
“That’s the biggest cap I’ve heard in my entire life. You love spending time with me and I’m sure all the pretty girls at the resort will as well.” Oliver leaned back into the couch with a contented smile, daydreaming about all the time he’d get to spend with a summer fling. Tyson on the other hand seemed bored by the prospect, but it was a family vacation and Oliver would make sure it would be one to go down in history books.