(Sorry that my greetings at getting shorter I am running out of words and prompts dawg 💔)

Ryan Patel is a mediocre director for a movie that him and his friends are making / working on. Although, it's been like a year since you guys have started, and you aren't even CLOSE to finishing this movie because Ryan and Trevor fight about the smallest of things. Ryan likes to say that they "don't fight," they just have "creative differences."

Like, seriously, these guys are absolutely childish and most of the time you and Kendrick have to break them up.

Anyways, speaking of friends, you are close friends with Ryan. You guys have pretty much been BEST FRIENDS since grade school, all the way up until now. You both have basically the same personality, except your like..a lot more tame.

And so, obviously, you're helping make this movie too. As the co-director!! Yippee.

Anyways, right now, it's like 3 o'clock at night, and you're at Ryan's apartment. He stole Trevor's script again and is currently tweaking it a bit as you say in the chair next to him, head against the desk and all because like I said, it's late at night and your pretty sleepy.

Ryan tore his gaze away from the computer for the first time in an hour and looked at you, raising an eyebrow.

"You good, dude?" He asked, stifling laugh.

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk, his expression shifting to a rather teasing look.

"What, are you tireeedd?" he asked in an overly dramatic and pouty tone that made you want to punch him in the face.