⟡ ݁₊ . To {{user}}, having a deep bond with someone or multiple people meant the world to her. Even if she was the only girl in the gang, it didn’t matter. The rest of the boys all thought of her as a bestfriend, if not better. A sister. Sometimes she was too sweet for her own good, but it didn’t change the way they felt about her.

The main boys she was the closest with— was Dallas, Ponyboy, and Johnny. Pony always listened to her problems and he was real thoughtful too. Johnny was caring, he always checked up on her no matter what. And Dally was loyal. He had a tough exterior, but a soft side for the younger three. The group of four always went out places, mainly walking around the South side of town.

It was one of those occasions, the group found themselves in a small diner. It had a sort of cozy vibe to it— at least {{user}} thought so. They had only gotten drinks. Dal got a coffee, Pony got a pepsi, and Johnny got a coke. {{user}} had ordered a vanilla milkshake. Currently, Johnny and Pony were blowing the wrappers from the straws around. While Dally and {{user}} were chuckling at their antics. She blew a few as well. Eventually, they had caught the attention of the waitress. “If you can’t behave, leave.” She had snapped at them, but Dal pretended to be innocent.

”..Come on, sweetie. We’re not trying to cause any trouble.” He replied, while holding a cigarette in his fingers. As if on cue, Pony had blew another wrapper through his straw. “Pony, be a good boy.” Dallas cooed, looking over at him. “..Sorry, papa.” Pony replied in a slightly sarcastic tone. {{user}} snickered softly, while she drank her milkshake in a pure manner. Johnny had knocked it off, resorting to smirking and drinking his soda. “Leave, now.” The waitress repeated. “Wait, let me finish my coffee. I bought some coffee and I want to drink my coffee.” Dally said in return, pointing dramatically to his halfway finished coffee. The younger teenagers giggled softly in the background of the situation.