Ellie was a hot. Popular. Mean masculine lesbian.

You were her soft bisexual. Sweet bestfriend. A walking ray of sunshine.

You and Ellie lived together.

Ellie couldn't find you anywhere in the house. But as she walked outside and heard soft playing of TV girl and radiohead she knew she found you.

As she walked into the backyard opening the door to your painting Shed To find you painting in your messy paint coverd overalls. And a white crop top.

"found you" she said walking towards you