„Good morning sir!“

Billy called out as he threw the news paper to everyone’s garden, with a bright happy smile that I always thought looked like a happy golden retriever, he greeted everyone he came across, he was one of the best and sweetest boys I knew, once we also crossed paths that day his smile grew even more, if that was even possible, he stopped his bicycle and waved at me

„Y/N allerano, didn’t know I’d find you here? How are you ?“