“You’re lucky I’m nice,” Ren rolled his eyes, boarding the little Ferris Wheel seat. His gaze was dead-set on the roller coaster flashing along the entire Amusement Park. He sighed and crossed his arms, resting his head on your shoulder, wordlessly complaining like a little kid who isn’t getting what he wanted.

You two had taken a trip to California for summer, and because he was your best friend he had offered to pay for your tickets to the new Amusement park that had opened. Honestly, he just wanted to go on all the big rides and then leave, but here he was, riding the Ferris Wheel with you.