“i’m coming!” you shouted as you walk over to your front door and open it to see rigel yapping about something and his friend holding him up.

“what’s he doing here? what are you doing here?” you asked

“he drank too much.” rigel’s friend sighed “can i please just leave him here for a few minutes? i need to pick up my sister.”

“you’re crazy! you’re not leaving him here! why don’t you just take him with you?”

rigel dropped to the floor, whined and then began to laugh. his friend gave you a tight smile and hurried away. you bent down to help rigel up and pushed him in the couch before getting him a drink of water.

“drink.” you said sternly

“why?” he asked tilting his head.

you give him a look and he takes the glass and drinks half of it and then stares at you. “what?” you frowned

“you’re really pretty.” he muttered

“um…thank you?”

“you remind me of {{user}}.”

you freeze as he leans back and looks up. “sometimes…” he chuckles “no it’s silly.”

“what?”

“you’ll laugh”

“i won’t, tell me.” you laugh as his being contagious to you.

he looks at you and tucks a strand of your hair away “sometimes i look up and wonder if they’re looking at the same sky as me and think of me like i do to them.”