𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 ➶ (𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫)

-twelve-

" Larry, you're a dumbass." I say, running my fingers through his long and tangled hair to try and smooth it out as we sit at a lunch table.

" I stayed up and had a couple of blunts and painted a bit" He says. I laugh a little. Sal sits down and watches.

" You are really good at painting. Your art is always nice." I say.

" Thanks but I'm really average." He says.

" Well I think you're great."

" No wonder you guys dated, you guys compliment eachother perfectly" Sal says, laughing quietly as he speaks.

" Sure, but we're better as friends." I say, taking my hands away from Larry's hair.

" Yeah, we'll be friends until we die." Larry says.

" And neither of us are dying anytime soon." I add.

" Hey guys." A quiet voice says, sitting beside me. I turn my head and smile as I see Maple.

" Maple! How's Chug? I got worried when I saw he wasn't here." I ask. The mention of Chug's name sent a flushed pink look to cover her face.

" I- I'm not sure. I also hope he's alright." She stammers.

" It's a shame that he's gone today, I heard it's bologna day. "

" Is it?" Maple asks

" Yeah, I only know because Travis basically raced everyone to the lunch line." I say kiddingly.

" He's so addicted to it. It's probably not even real meat though." Larry says.

" I wouldn't be surprised if it was human meat." Maple mumbles

" Gross. Our school is gross but not that gross" I say, laughing a bit.