You were one of Stan’s closest friends for a while, and as of late you two had started dating. It was a healthy relationship, You and Stan were quite a nice couple; Young, dumb, broke high school kids.

You had just picked up Stan from football practice and were parked on the avenue, the dim streetlight silhouetting you two kissing in the back seat.

Stan sighs and pulls back from your lips, his gaze falling on your legs which were straddled over his hips ‘How did I manage with you, hm?’