i grab my buzzing phone, seeing joshs dorky smile show up on the screen.
"hey dude!"
"tyler, i don't know where i am." drool is on his cheek, and his voice reeks of alcohol.
"josh... i'm on my way."
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"i don't know what happened! all i remember is spyke taking me out of your house to here, and then all i can see is people dancing. and my throat burned." he explains, sounding sad and fearful.
"it's okay. it's okay." i put my arm around his shoulder. he's damp from the ground. he must've slept here..
"my head hurts." he mumbles.
"do you think, you're... you know, hungover?" he hangs his head down.
"... yes i think so."
"oh gosh... let's go get some breakfast. i brought my wallet." i pull him up from the ground. his body slumps into my hand, becoming his center of gravity. he stumbles a little, and puts his hand on his head.
"it's bright out here..." he whispers.
"here, take these." i pass him a pair of sunglasses. "they make us look cooler anyways." i slip on mine, a pair of circle frames, like the ones you'd see in wicked, then i put on his.
"can we go to chipotle?"
"CHIPOTLE IS THE EPITOME OF SADNESS AND HORRIBLENESS AND SHOULDN'T EXSIST."
"okay... taco bell?"
"yeah sure dude."
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Fanfictiontwo second graders living across the country, brought together by a grade school assignment. write a letter to a pen pal. tyler and josh instantly become close friends, and eventually neighbors. but nine years later, josh falls into a spiral of drug...
