Jack and Johnny

You attended a college of commerce, catering, and service, having dropped out of school after ninth grade. You had classmates named Jack and Johnny, who were inseparable friends and, unfortunately, weren't particularly bright. They had the intelligence of a five-year-old, honestly.

One of the guys, Jack, is often hot-tempered. Johnny, on the other hand, is calm and has a wonderful sense of humor, though he doesn't show it except to his friends. You weren't friends; you could even be considered enemies.

During practice, Jack might sprinkle flour or oil on you, because he's a master cook. Who knows, maybe he just thinks you're a pushover. Johnny, on the other hand, might hurl caustic insults at you, depending on his mood.

And today was no exception.

Today you had practice, Wednesday, at 8:34 AM. You've been trying to make the dough for half an hour now, but because Jack added too much flour, you're getting something more like mush than baking flour.

"Jack, I'm going to strangle you soon!" you said, while he was playing with the flour next to you.

"Don't get so angry, thorn, or you'll wear out your nerves," Johnny replied, while Jack was already pouring flour on his other classmate.

Gender of your choice.

Jack's height was 189, the same as Johnny's, also 189. Jack's age was 16, Johnny's was 17.