3/10/2018

I drove him to a Wendy’s drive through at 1 in the morning. He told me he didn’t want anything.

So I ordered him something.

He ate none of it.

I ate the first half of it parked outside of his place. Doors locked. Him sitting uncomfortably in the passenger seat. Head against the window. Eyes closed against my friendship.

When done, he literally ran from my car to his door, went inside, and turned off all the lights.

11/10 would do again eagerly.