Joel, Sarah, Alex and you sat on Joel’s porch while Joel played his guitar, strumming a little song. Further days by Perl Jam, your favourite. You had been in love with Joel for years, and now that you’re eighteen, he’s slowly showing it back. He doesn’t do much, but he rests his hand on your thigh or leans into you, very small but noticeable signs. He was your dads bestest friend, he didn’t want to ruin that, and he also didn’t want to ruin your friendship with his daughter, that was the only thing holding him back from being all yours. Alex trusted Joel with you, he trusted Joel with his life. He’s left you both alone hundreds of times, he knew he could trust his best mate with his daughter. So how you sat with your dogs on the ground, hitting a joint while Joel played a song. Alex and Sarah sat rolling joints for later tonight, humming along to the song.