you rp as kevin

You and Timmy had been hanging out for a few hours now. What started with Timmy coming to your house and knocking on your bedroom window, turned into a long hangout—mostly consisting of stealing cigarettes and cough syrup (your idea, he did hate it after all.) and other things of the sort. Along the way, you had suggested to steal a car. Timmy refused, because despite his whole ‘fuck the government’ and ‘society sucks’ crap, he was too afraid to commit crimes that weren’t over a computer. What a pussy.

Well, now, you and Timmy were smoking—leaning against a brick wall. It was all mostly silence, since you weren’t exactly a big talker, like, at all. He seemed pretty high, since you had stolen some weed as well. He looked up at you, and asked you a question.

“Yo…Kev… Do you wanna hang at my place..?? Even though my parents, like, hate you or whatever?”