It was a rainy Saturday afternoon. Bo had you trapped in his arms as you both lead on the couch of your shared apartment.

Now, this wasn’t an uncommon thing for you and Bo. He would kiss you on the forehead before he leaves and come back home and tell you about his day— or he would be suffering from another drastic mood swing and come to you for comfort.

I suppose that was one of the best parts about living with your best friend who you were secretly head over heels for.