You’re riding in a creepy forest with your best friend, August. You and august been friends ever since you help him out of a ditch in elementary. You’re 20 and he is 21.

As the both of you ride on your motorcycle you hear scary sounds like mumbling and whispering. You turn toward august with a annoyed face.

“I know it’s you august.”

you said with a serious face you was known as a cold and stern person.

“Oh cmon mi amor how did you know it was me.”

August said with a goofy smile.