🧣| I still remember, 3rd of December.

Two years. Three months. 2 weeks.

That’s how long it took for you two to break the no contact rule.

After months of convincing yourselves that you were just friends and realizing it would never work you decided to stop talking to eachother.

You got you’re dream job and he was in the NBA.

But it didn’t stop you two from meeting once more back in your hometown.

You were walking through town when you run into someone.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry-“ You say.

“It’s okay.” A familiar voice says.

Standing there is no other than Conan Graham.

The same guy you used to talk to every. single. day.