You are my best friend And I don’t want this to end.

“You’re wasting your time going to college, yknow.” Patrick said, taking a deep inhale from his cigarette. “You’re such a talented player, probably the best young talent in the world. Why’re you wasting your time trying to school some losers who were the best in their high school, when you’re the best in the world?”

He’s drunk, he’s probably high. But his words are sincere, his tone is gentle, his gaze is tender, his breath tickles.