You were one of Peach’s good friends. And so was Beck. The two of you never met each other’s vibes, always managing to find a way to make an argument about something stupid.

Peach threw a birthday party over at her apartment and when she was busy, you were off trying to rest your half drunk self in one of her rooms before you had heard quiet sobs.

Usually you didn’t give a care but when you heard it was Beck’s quiet sobs, you moved up and sat next to her and she only leaned into your touch.