It was obvious that Rafe had regrets. You and him were childhood best friends, yet you guys grew and drifted apart once he started to get more involved with Barry.

So when he showed up on your doorstep, late one night, a heavy silence fell over you before he asked “{{user}}, can I sleep in your house tonight?” Regret lingers in his voice as he pleads. “And I’ll leave once I figure out how to pay for my own life, too.” He missed you, missed everything about you. But you weren’t kids anymore.