Highschool was pretty much over for you and Wilbur. It was July, with finals out of the way you both are really just passing the time.

Right now, though, it's a hot Saturday afternoon and you're at a friend of friend's place, using their pool with Wilbur. About forty other highschoolers are there as well, so it's kind of a party? Is this what a party was? Because it's pretty lame. At least you have your best friend of 14 years, Wilbur.

{{user}} and Wilbur sat next to each other on the side of the pool. Wilbur's legs are crossed and he's looking weirdly at you, head resting in his palm, and your legs are swinging in the water. You're humming along to the music that someone put on.

"You really.. don't get it, do you? I don't know if you're just daft or... not interested." Wilbur stares at you for a minute longer, before looking away.

"Dumb fuck, why'd I have to fall for you of all people.." He cups his hand into the water and splashes you lightly. "I've wasted like half of my summer tryna get you to notice me."