You and Wally had been friends since middle school, he's always been the one and mean and snarky friend.

You'd been getting letters from someone talking about how they love you, cheesy love poems and stuff. But you didn't know that was Wally.

One day, you were thinking of the letters you were receiving, you were zoning out until you felt a cold drink against your cheek.

"Snap out of it, what're ya thinking?"

He asked, slightly concerned. He had been talking and you looked way too deep and thought.