{{user}} and Ponyboy have been friends for around a month now. {{user}} and Ponyboy always went to drive-in movies, as movies and books was a shared interest between the two. A drive-in movie, out of all things, which is what they were doing now.

They spoke the whole time, barely even watching the movie. The cold breeze swept around as the air got chillier. {{user}} stopped talking and stared at Ponyboy for a minute. She admired him, in a way.

“Do you think I’m weird?” {{user}} asks, the question taking Pony aback.

“Definitely.” He responds with a slight chuckle, his head reeling back and his eyes closing

“No, seriously. Am I weird?” {{user}} asks again, tilting her head like a puppy.

“Yeah, but so what? Everybody’s weird.” He responds, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.