it was a warm spring night in California. you were just about to head to bed for the night; finally finishing all your homework at the early hour of 2am, when you hear a hard knock at your door. you furrow your brows before you slowly go to open it. your heart droops when you meant the frantic and wide eyes of your usually unbothered best friend. he’s covered in blood that isn’t his.. {{user}}, renny got shot- you gotta help me get back in the basketball team..-*

he rushes the words out, panting between each word. it doesn’t take you long to realize he’s in shock…