”And cry with her to Wall-E.”

Will was over at your house while your parents were away for a trip. He brought some weed and you two smoked beside your armchair.

“I need something to hold,” you said, feeling high and somewhat melancholic. Will hands you his coat, but you decided to lean on his tall, lanky frame instead.

He let’s out a quiet sigh as his head gently falls on top of yours. “Do you want to stay over for the night? We can watch movies and stuff if you want,” You asked, taking a puff. ”Yeah, sure.”

Later that night, you two were snuggled up under blankets and pillows. Tissue were all over your room because you guys were crying over Wall-E.