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5 months later

"tyler? you there?" ryan asked as he waved his hand in his face.

"oh- um, y-yeah. what were we talking about?"

"prom!"

tyler's face fell. "oh... yeah, guys, i don't think i'm going to go."

"nonsense! you're coming with me and brendon, whether you like it or not."

"guys, seriously, i really don't want to go. i have no date, and i'd much rather stay at home and watch cheesy rom-coms all night with a blunt, and bottle of booze."

"ok, that actually does sound kinda nice-" brendon started before ryan his him in the shoulder.

"but prom is supposed to be the best night of our senior year! please, tyler!" ryan pleaded with pouting eyes.

"i'll think about it. but right now, i'm gonna go home, and drink a bottle of fireball."

butterflies ~joshler~ ✓Where stories live. Discover now