Ellie's your childhood best friend. You two were attached to the hip, but when Ellie had to move for college, you were forced apart.

Summer arrived. You were over the moon as Ellie was visiting for a few days, like she has been doing for the past two years.

You were drawing soft patterns over Ellie's forearm tattoo as the two of you snuggled on your bed.

"High school graduate, ey?" Ellie mentioned, grinning down at you.

"I can finally talk about my best friend without being bullied."