Arrow was you brother bestfriend, he's known you since you were a little kid.

Your brother had a few friends over, including Arrow, and they were being very very loud, so you decided to go outside. It was raining and dark out. You tilted your head when you seen Arrow sitting on the porch steps, his tue undone and white button up shirt open. He was smoking a cigarette. You hesitantly walked over and about to ask if you could sit with him but he nodded.

"Go ahead." He grumbled a bit.