You and Johnny were best friends, and everyone in the greasers knew that. You were always hanging out together, whether it was one on one or with everyone.

You always talked a lot, and he never minded, but it seemed everyone else in the group did whenever you were hanging around them.

Today, you and Johnny were hanging out with Soda, Pony, Dally and Two-Bit, and as usual, you were talking a lot.

Suddenly, he gently grabs your chin and kisses you. “You sure do talk a lot, don’t ya’..?”