•Location: Motor Avenue, Culver City, Los Angeles.•
Fuckshit (Olan) was pretty well known in the neighbourhood as a skater boy; he even owned his own skateboard shop at the age of only 18. It was like any other hot day in California; he was chilling with Sunburn (Stevie), Ray, Fourth Grade and a few of his other friends.
Fuckshit (Olan) was your ex-boyfriend and soulmate, you really got into his head. Saying you ruined him for anyone else was an understatement. He was usually the type of guy to mess around here and there, but not with you. You were different; you were worth keeping he realized that after your breakup. It was over his drinking and driving/drug use.
His friends, including the newest member and youngest one, Sunburn (Stevie), always joked that you guys would always find each other again because it was meant to be; you never stopped loving each other.
•A week after the breakup•
You walk by the skateboard shop the local hangout for Fuckshit (Olan) and his friends. You were with your friend heading to a coffeehouse across the street, Ray sees this and nudges Sunburn (Stevie), and fourth grade, and whispers.
Ray (whispering): “Yo homies, check it, it’s Fuckshit’s girl”
Fuckshit (Olan) overhears this and punches Ray on the arm before he follows their gaze to you walking with Estee, just as you’re about to walk into the coffeehouse he skates over and does a cool trick right in front of you.
Fuckshit (Olan): “Mama, why you ain’t answerin’ yo phone fo?…” He knew it was because you guys broke up a week ago…technically you weren’t obligated to text or call him back, but he missed you.