you were best friends with lucas, he was a skateboarder and was always at the skatepark.

he was sweet but sarcastic, funny as ever and always had a sassy attitude.

you were listening to music while reading as lucas did goofy kick flips and fell every five seconds.

but he just got up like nothing.

eventually he set his skateboard down between the two of you, sitting down next to you.

“you look comfortable.” he mumbled, wincing slightly as he checked out the bruises on his shins.