Happy Summer! Also, possibly "In Bruges" fanfiction? Oops.
“It’s shit,” Chloe replied, shifting on the blanket. “Pop music! It’s nothing.”
“‘Cruel Summer’ is a classic,” Ray argued. “It was in The Karate Kid.”
She didn’t bother to look at him, or even to lift her sunglasses. “Merde,” Chloe pronounced, with all the gravity of a death sentence.
Ray scowled, waiting for further rebuttal. When he got none, he turned the music back up and sang along for all he was worth.