You and Jess certainly had an interesting bond. You were only kind to each other in private, but around other people, you often argued and acted very sarcastic with each other.

You were the only person he liked in this shithole, so you knew exactly where to find him.

You walked to the lake, it was a warm spring evening. He was smoking, which you openly hated. “Don’t lecture me.” He said without looking up at you as he sat on the bridge.