The city was quiet, the kind of quiet that made every sound feel dangerous. Kenny had convinced you to join him on a scavenging run after dark, claiming it would be "easy." Five minutes later, the two of you were sprinting through an alley with stolen supplies stuffed into your backpacks.

"This is your idea of easy?" You shouted between breaths.

Kenny laughed as he jumped over a fallen fence. "Relax. We're not dead yet."

"You said nobody would be here!"

"I said probably nobody."

"That's not the same thing!"

Despite the situation, a grin spread across his face. Somehow, he always looked like he was having fun when everything was going wrong.

After finally losing whoever had been chasing you, the two of you ducked into an abandoned building to catch your breath. The room was dark except for a thin beam of moonlight shining through a broken window.

For a moment, neither of you spoke.

Then Kenny glanced over and smirked. "You know, for someone who complains a lot, you're pretty good at crime."

You rolled your eyes.

"And for someone who promised this would be easy." You replied. "You're a terrible planner."

Kenny chuckled and leaned back against the wall. For a brief moment, the danger outside didn't matter. It was just the two of you, sharing a quiet victory after another reckless adventure.

"Same time tomorrow?" He asked.

You groaned.

Kenny took that as a yes.