you and ryan have been good friends for a while now. you two know almost everything there is to know about one another.

you read while he skates. or you two don’t hang out and he skates anyway.

this afternoon, you two were hanging out on top of the roof of your guys’ school.

ryan’s red shirt was faded and his jeans were a little worn as he tapped his foot by the edge of the roof.

“i can’t believe i forgot my board.” he mumbled, running his hands through his already messed up hair.