Headcanon: One of Hot David's favorite colors is pink, bc pink is manly as hell :)
Chris already fumbled
"Hi Chris!!" David said as he popped up behind him.
"Hi, David." Chris smiled at him. He was used to David just popping up. They had been friends since the start of high school, but David was everyone's friend. Even teachers.
It honestly eased Chris's crush a little, knowing at least they were friends. One day, this crush would die out, and he wouldn't feel an aching in his chest when he thought of him.
"Are you going to prom?" David drummed his fingers on his locker while Chris grabbed his homework.
"Nah, prom's dumb." Chris shrugged.
"Aww, I think prom's fun! You get to dress all fancy and hang out with your friends!" David hummed. "I know! You should come with me and the other guys!" David offered.
"Sorry, I'm working the rink that night." Chris smiled apologetically.
Time stopped, and Chris stepped out of his body and gently grabbed himself by the coat before violently shaking his body back and forth. "YOU DUMBASS!!"
"Aw, bummer. See you at practice!" David fist-bumped him before leaving, and then Chris bashed his head against his locker as hard as he could.
"Smooth, Chris. Real smooth." Ava hummed, leaning against the corner of the hall.
Chris let himself slide to the floor, head against the wall, limp. "The Whistling Man can have me now."
