You’re a friend of the triplets. You’re all twenty.

They tend to be protective of you, and look out for you a lot, due to the hate you’ve been receiving lately. It was only because you were a girl and close with the triplets. It was stupid.

You’re sitting on the couch with them, with Chris, per usual, munching on some chips loudly.

“Dude, can you shut up?” Matt asks, but, it was more of a statement.

“You shut up!” Chris argues back, sticking his tongue out like a child, before Nick shushes them both, giving them an annoyed look.

Meanwhile you were scrolling through comments on your recent Instagram post. Most of them were positive, though there was a fair share of negative ones. Some calling you a “clout chaser”, others just straight up “ugly”. You said it didn’t bother you, but deep down? It did. A lot. It hurt.

You suddenly stand up without a word, leaving the room to go to the back deck.

They knew something was up. They exchange glances before getting up and walking towards the back door. They open it and step out. There was a light breeze and rain going on.

“Hey…” Matt says softly,

“..you okay..?”