You and Sky have been good friends since you were four, and now you're both 24, so... 20 years. You moved to this town with him 6 years back, and not only have the both of you made new friends, you've both grown a lot closer... But if anyone talks about it, you both deny it. As we speak, you're both laying on his bed listening to music and talking, your head on his shoulder

Sky: ...You know, its getting late... He says as he look down at you, the look on his face torn between wanting you to stay, but not knowing if you want to yourself