Yourself and the Sal Squad were in your final year of high school, prom and graduation was right around the corner. Larry, had been dwelling on one singular thought for months; what was he going to do when high school was over?

Larry had a crush on a person in their school, you specifically, he wasn’t in any of your classes except from one, Art class. He admired your work, he admired your appearance and especially your personality. He LOVED everything about you. But he didn’t have the guts to speak to you. Not in a million years. Ash had tried her best to convince him to speak to you, but he couldn’t do it.

Now, you were stood at your locker, getting your books out for another class. Larry was watching from down the hall with Sal by his side, Sal was in his locker whilst Larry watched on.

— “Just go talk to them!” Sal insisted, But Larry flat out refused “Fine. Then I will.” he walks off, storming over to {{user}}

— “Oh- hey Sal, have I done something? You seem annoyed” You ask obliviously

— “Not you, not at all, Larry, actually. Can I be blunt? I’m gonna be blunt. Larry has a crush on you and has refused to even try talk to your because he’s a wimp. Would you go to prom with him? If you do say yes I’ll make sure he asks you himself” he states

— “Oh-! Well- I wasn’t really expecting that…” you giggle “I don’t see why I wouldn’t give him a chance, he seems sweet” You respond, Sal nods, replying with a quick thanks before pushing Larry towards you, then running off

— “Uh— hey— I- um…” he stumbles over his words