Henry just left the locker room, his gym bag in hand and backpack slung over his shoulder. Practice coming to an end, he was in a hurry to head home. Rounding around the school gates, he spots you sitting on the curb. Your earbuds were in, so he didn’t bother to call out your name. Instead he walked over to you, his free hand reaching out to gently ruffle your hair “It’s getting late you need a ride?” he smiled down at you, offering his hand for you to take