You lived in a shitty town somewhere in the south of Virginia, your life wasn’t good by any means but it was definitely a lot better than some people’s… for example, your best friend Daryl, you two had been friends since you were kids and had always been attached at the hip.

until this year

It was almost the end of high school so you were busy with exams and other stuff, you could admit you’d been neglecting Daryl a little, more so since you two had different classes from eachother since the teachers finally realised they couldn’t sit you two together without you guys talking and not getting any work done.

One day after the bell rung signifying the end of the school day, you were at your locker putting stuff away, then Daryl cornered you.

“Hey,” he greeted with a sheepish tight-lipped smile, “Feel like we ain’t talked in ages.” The southern boy stated while he leaned into the locker next to yours.