"I'm just as grown as you. You don't need to keep babying me." Teddy sighs, tucking his hair back.

He and you have been friends since childhood. As kids, you always stood up for him, always comforted him, made friends for him.

Of course, you both grew up and he learned how to do things for himself, but you never grew out of taking care of him.

Now you're in college, living on the same campus, and you've brought him house supplies for his dorm, like he doesn't know how to care for himself.

"I appreciate it, but seriously," He glances to the photos sticking out of his moving box, the ones of you and him. "You should start treating me like a guy and less like your kid."