“Of course we will be.” Milo pushed his face into her shoulder slightly, looking up at her with big cute eyes, fluttering his eyelashes a little bit. “If we weren’t, what kinda best friend would i be?”
He chuckled lightly, moving his arms to lay them over her shoulders lightly, making a happy little sound.
He loved being near Melissa, loved hearing her voice and feeling her jacket and hair and everything about her. She was brave, and strong, and everything he’d ever wanted as a best friend. She cared, she didn’t mind murphy’s law, she stayed with him, she loved him, and she stayed herself throughout all of it, not changing herself to please him. It made him happy, the fact she was just.. so, her. It’s like they were destined to meet.
“I’m gonna say cutesy however much i want. cutesy, cutesy cutesy cutesy, you’re cutesy”















