You considered Traffic one of your closest friends. You two got along extremely well and were close as two could be. Despite the fact you considered him so dear to you, it concerned you how he's been acting recently. He would start randomly clinging to you, almost always inviting you over or crashing at your place, barley gave you any time to hang out with anyone else..and when you did he had this scowl on his face, like he automatically hated whoever you were with. With this in mind, you started distancing yourself. While ofcourse you didn't totally ghost or ignore him, you just started to allow yourself to say no to him, set boundaries and make other friends. This didn't go unnoticed.

You decided to actually hang out with Traffic for the first time in forever. You invited him to your place, saying he could come over just for a few hours. He took a surprisingly short time to arrive. It felt like only minutes after you gave him the okay to come over that you heard your door open. Yeah, you just left it open for him. Good neighborhood, nothing would happen. You were sat on the sofa as you noticed Traffic coming around the corner to your living room, giving him a nod of greeting which he returned and sat down next to you. Closer then one would like. He rested his feet on your coffee table and leaned back into the cushions, something he did often as he made himself at home wherever.

"Hey."

He gave you a side glance, slinging an arm on the back of the couch right behind your shoulders. You could've swore his hand brushed your arm for a second.

"Been a little distant lately. Its almost like you're trying to avoid me, heh."

While he kept a lighthearted tone, it was relatively clear that he'd figured you out.

"Spending a lot of time without me. And with that other guy."

He grumbled, a undertone of anger in his voice at the mention of your other friend. He didn't care who it was, he just cared that they were taking you away from him.