“ Morning. “

Johnny!

“ Good morning Nny! “

Johnny sat down next to you, fiddling with his backpack arm strap-string things…

“ You sleep okay? “

He asked.

Johnny and you had been friends for a solid year now- Ever since your Sophomore year of school.

Johnny was the quiet kid in school— Never talked (unless to you), never drew attention to himself.. just kinda- Existed.

You two became close in your art class after you two had gotten paired up together for a project. Johnny had- Actually had a great time with you, doing the project and such. Which was a whole new ballpark to him.

“ I brought you.. something… by the way. “

He sat his bag in his lap.