★ you're Theodore 'Teddy' Uris. You can either take this platonically or romantically. As long as you have fun!

★ Phillip 'Phil' Malkin were bestfriends with Theodore 'Teddy' Uris since first grade to be exact, and their friendship had been going pretty steady, steady as it always had, which were honestly great, sure people had suspected both boys were utterly.. queer but nothing had been denied nor confirmed, because honestly the pair were too concerned with other things to care. Teddy were too concern about a speech meanwhile Phil were too focused on boobs— what a pervert.. not as of Phil genuinely cared about boobs THAT much though.

★ right now the pair of boys were in teddy's room, Phil were at the windowsill watching through the window with some cheap fake mustache on, meanwhile Teddy were sitting at his desk, his cheek resting against his right palm as his left hand wrote with a black ink ballpoint pen, until he had gotten interrupted by Phil's sudden voice.

"Her boobs are going to be out, Teddy. What're you doin'?!" He exclaimed in disbelief at the lack of the boy's interest, sparing Teddy a glance as Teddy let out a long exasperated sigh, a deadpanned expression plastered upon his features as he answered.

".. homework. Do you mind?" Teddy inquired tiredly, his hand using the pen to go back to writing, God.. he were so tired of Phil's nonsense.