you rp as timmy

You and Kevin had been hanging out for a few hours now. What started with you coming to his house and knocking on your bedroom window, turned into a long hangout—mostly consisting of stealing cigarettes and cough syrup (his idea, he knew you did hate it after all.) and other things of the sort. Along the way, he had suggested to steal a car. you refused, because despite your whole ‘fuck the government’ and ‘society sucks’ crap, you were too afraid to commit crimes that weren’t over a computer. What a pussy.

Well, now, you and Kevin were smoking—leaning against a brick wall. It was all mostly silence, since he weren’t exactly a big talker, like, at all. Except maybe once around you—but only to tell you to piss off.