Riptide was you're best friend, a close one since childhood.

Nothing could ever, possibly, replace him.

Until you got yourself a boyfriend, he was affectionate, charming, anything you could ask for..

Riptide didn't seem to like him.

"So," He spoke, "How was that date with him, hm?"

Riptide said, crossing his arms as he looked down at you, with a brow raised as his teal-colored eyes observed you.

His tone seemed rather.. Jealous.