3 in the morning, standing in the rain. your sick of all the stares. how could lyney be so oblivious? and yet here you are, walking through the court of fontaine with him while the water pours down onto your coats. singing a lonesome song, he just wants to be with his best friend; you.

best friend. yeah right. it tugged on your heart strings so bad every time you were accidentally friendzoned by him. if only he knew exactly how you felt, everything would be much easier.