here i am. sitting in clays car, patiently sitting next to him, with my hands in my lap.
we were in silence. it was comfortable, though. kinda like the comfortable silence you'd have with like....a sibling or something.
besides we've have been friends for YEARS. it really shouldnt be awkward...right?
as im deep in thought, i suddenly feel something touch my thigh, almost on my knee. i flinch back into consciousness and look over to see its clays gigantic hand. he looks at me. "OH- sorry- i just wanna get my bag.." he points to the backpack right between my feet.
"no need to apologize!!" i hand him his dark green backpack.
he pulls out some sourpatch kids.
i gasp. "I WANT SOME!! I WANT ONEEEE!!!!" they've always been my favorite and he knew that.
he grins. "okay okay- hold on for a second dumbass! i'm still driving!" he just tosses me the bag.
"thank you!!"
"mhm.. just don't eat all of them please"
"i won't..." i say, my speech is slightly muffled from the 18 sourpatch kids i just stuffed in my mouth.
he looks over and starts laughing at me.
"HHHHHHHHHH- WHAT- HHSHAHA- WHAT THE FUCK??"
i punch him in the arm playfully. "shut uppp! i haven't had sourpatch kids in forever!" >:(
after some time, dream calms down and pulls up to his house.
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