Friendship Date

That night, they didn't bother pretending to watch a movie. No half-hearted attempt at distraction, no background noise to fill the silence. They didn't even share a bed.

Instead, they lay in their separate beds, talking late into the night.

If you asked Chris what they talked about, he wouldn't be able to tell you. The conversation had been a meandering mess—stories that led nowhere, questions that had no real answers. Yet, somewhere in between, he realized how little he actually knew about Sky's childhood. Sky danced around it, never diving too deep, but Chris caught glimpses. In return, Chris shared fragments of his own past, carefully filtering out the parts he wasn't ready to say. He never realized how exhausting it was to lie until now.

But one thing stood out to him that night—how beautifully Sky laughed.