Promise: Clementine x Male Reader

The Unexpected Passing

You walk into a garage to see Dylan trying to fix up some old car

Y/N: Damn, nice ride

Dylan: Yeah and it will be even better when it drives

Y/N: You need gasoline for that don't you?

Dylan: I do, yes... I'll find some eventually

Y/N: Sounds difficult

Dylan: It can be, but I thought I should take back up my hobbies if we're taking a break from searching

Y/N: Yeah, I was wondering something about it

Dylan: Well it can wait for now I'm in the middle of something

You look at the insides of the car while he has the hood propped up

Y/N: Anyway, yo Dylan, my man uh what,-

Dylan: What is it?

Y/N: Huh, what I can't say hi to my good old friend

Dylan: You don't greet me like that unless you want something, I know you Y/N

Y/N: Damn you got me there... You know you remind of someone he was an arrogant bastard, but still my best friend

Dylan: Huh, sounds like someone we know

Y/N: Oh screw you, you're more arrogant than me by ten folds

Dylan: Sure keep lying to yourself

You both let out a chuckle until you remember what you came over for

Y/N: So, any new leads yet

Dylan: No, we're still high and dry remember

Y/N: Shit... I guess that's to be expected, winter is brutal as hell

You look down towards the ground frustrated

Y/N: Even though what happened yesterday I still holding out hope we'd find some little clue... That way we'd at least have a lead to go off when this weather clears up

Dylan: Look trust me when I say it is going to be okay bro, we'll have our friends back in no time, we both just have to be patient here

Y/N: Thanks man, it helps

You're both interrupted by Warren running over to the garage fast completely out of breath

Y/N: Hey Warren, you good pal?

Warren: One second... Let me catch-

Dylan: Out with it Warren!

Warren: It's Jonah

Dylan: What about him?

He looks towards both of you out of breath but very worried at the same time before telling you the truth

Warren: His son Alex... He died...

Y/N: Seriously!?

Warren: Yeah for reals

Dylan: Alex the druggie you mean

Warren sits down on the floor exhausted while you two chat the situation out

Y/N: Damn Dylan, you're as blunt as ever, aren't ya?

Dylan: It's the sad truth, he makes heroin or some shit in his basement... The poor kid probably overdosed on it