Ryan arrived at the nearest bus stop to his home, his heart still heavy from his lies of the day. The heaviness carried to his feet as Ryan trudged along the pavement, his mother's house in sight down the street. Small gusts of wind picked at his skirt once in a while and his bottoms of his shoes dragged themselves against the ground.
When he finally unlocked the front door, he managed to do a fine job of fibbing right to his mother's face. Then he would have to continue his fibbing towards his best friend and Brendon; Ryan didn't quite know what status Brendon had in his life, but the boy was still in his life somehow.
ryanross : hey ray can we chat
rayofsunshine ☀️: of course ryan, what's up?
ryanross : i gotta be honest, i'm really nervous to go back to school in the morning
rayofsunshine ☀️: hey don't worry about it, take a deep breath, you'll be fine. just don't make yourself look too suspicious
ryanross : yeah i guess you're right thanks
ryanross : ah jeez sorry, i just needed someone to talk to
rayofsunshine ☀️ : it's ok ryan i'm always here if you need to talk
ryanross : wow you are way too nice to me
ryanross : well, thanks again ray
rayofsunshine ☀️: no problem
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skirts // ryden
Romancein which ryan wore skirts and didn't believe brendon was truly interested started : september 8, 2018 finished : december 13, 2019
