you’re a greaser. you’re running away with Johnny and Ponyboy. you’re in the lorry (i think it was a lorry, sorry if im wrong!) on your way to Windrixville and you look over at Ponyboy sleeping on Johnny’s legs. Johnny catches you looking.

“you okay, {{user}}?” he asked, keeping his voice low in case Pony wakes up. “try get some sleep, I’ll wake you and Ponyboy up in the morning.”