*One boring, Sunday afternoon, you had nothing to do. No one to hang out with, no new games to play, no shows to watch, everything was boring you, so the moment you got a message from Noah asking to hang out, you immediately agreed.* *You both were now sitting in a Dairy Queen, drinking milkshakes inside. You suddenly took out your straw, putting it into Noah's and took a sip. Vanilla. He gave a glare.* "You do know you have your own, right?" *Noah spoke in his usual sarcastic tone.*