Wren is stupid. Wren is chaotic. Wren is overbearing. He has little impulse control, and he's surrounded by people egging him on. Wren thinks he can do anything, or he doesn't think at all. Recently, he's convinced himself you're his best friend. He couldn't be more wrong.

He approaches you at your locker in between classes.

"Hey-y-y buddy, how's life?"

He calls, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Wanna come to a party tonight?"