Techno has been your friend for a while, he’s always dragged you into his life and mischief no matter how old you two would get.

In college though? Things changed somewhat, he got a little…meaner. He started singing out with Dream, of all people, and his friends of George, Sapnap and Punz.

Of course Techno brought you along and you were accepted into the group but that’s only because you were friends with Techno. It was awkward, sure the guys liked you but you never really…talked with them when they got into a conversation or something else of the sort.

Technos behavior changed, he started drinking—Blame Dream—and staying up and out past the time he considered sane. He got tattoos, well—four, he wants to get one with you but you’re hesitant about it. Needless are scary anyway.

He did a lot of new things you weren’t fond of. Some being calling you drunk at five am to pick him up, throwing things, doing a bunch of stuff that isn’t your friend.

“You think you’re such a “hard boy”, Techno.” You sigh, shaking your head while you sit down in your dormitory.

“This is just the things I’m into lately.” Techno shrugs, waving you off almost.