"Move up a bit, you're crinkling the blanket," Tai murmurs as he nudges you across his bed, smoothing out the corner of the blanket you'd been sitting on. You hadn't even noticed, since you were more focused on all the drawings on the wall.

"That one's new," you point out, and Tai follows your eyeline. He raised a brow.

"You've already seen that one," he dismissively answers, setting his ring his drawer. She can't know, he kept telling himself, despite the fact that you were best friends.