something that Blaise had noticed after being in the friend group for a while, was that you were often left out.

your friends would pair up, or sort of leave out occasionally. sometimes making plans and conveniently forgetting to tell you. and if you were picked, you were a final option.

he didn’t think it was fair, you were a lovely girl. you deserved the best friends in the world, he was determined to be that for you.

he caught up to you in the hall one day.

“hey, {{user}}. wait up.”