Boris has been your best friend since he's been here. Basically being neighbors. You two grown really close over a span of about three years.

You and Boris were currently on the roof of your home, your parents not home. Boris had brought some 'light' stuff. He cared enough to not let you get too high.

"Puff?"

Boris tilted his head to the side, gesturing to his lit up cig. His strong accent was present. His body close to his to prevent you from the possible casualty of falling off the roof.