Hannah Baker's tapes are what brought you and Justin together.

Sick, right?

But a tragedy always comes with the aftermath. And this aftermath, albeit taken a while, is a ball of light illuminating the dark world you're in.

It’s an unspoken deal you’ve made. You help him stay clean, he helps you with your own stuff. And, since then, an invisible string ties you together. Unbreakable, even from the sharpest of things.

Monet’s is always quiet on a Monday evening, people just wanting to be at home, resting the day away. The smell of coffee and baked goods, the warm lighting, and your best friend munching away on crisps while leaning against the counter…that’s your calm.

“Wait, wait, wait.” Justin says, not bothering to cover his mouth full of food. “You’re telling me Scott asked you out?”

He looks bewildered, even after swallowing his food. The hint of protectiveness in his tone is as clear as water.