Today Is Gone. (Joshler)

Me

Tyler nervously waited at a table and Josh walked in, spotting him instantly. He sped over.

"I'm sorry I'm late...my mother was interrogating me," he said as he sat down.

"It's fine, Josh," Tyler said numbly.

"Tyler, I'm so sorry...I feel like hell."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, Josh."

They sat in silence, before Tyler spoke up again.

"What if they kick me off the basketball team, Josh?" Tyler asked.

"They won't, Tyler."

Tyler laid his hand out on the table for Josh to grab it. Josh didn't want to. That was what got them into this mess in the first place.

"It's fine, Josh. It's too late to go back."

"You're not afraid?" Josh asked.

"Afraid of what? People? What's the worst they can do?" Tyler questioned.

Josh gave a sad look.

"So, so many things, Tyler."

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oh no