( @lcurakinncy )
They had entered school at the same time, finding a mutual distaste for one another. Somehow, came to stand one another. And then before he left the school, he was with her almost everyday and actively called her his best friend. So it made sense for Gerry to be in her kitchen in his pajamas, making her pasta as a peace offering after telling her that he would be sleeping on her couch for a while.
He heard the door open and turned to her, plates in hand. “Laura. You just missed the CRAZIEST of crazies. Clubs. Girls. Dancing. Naked—MOMS?! Argument. Fleeing the scene. Hiding in a dumpster. Coming here. Crashing on your couch for a week ‘cause... technically I’m homeless.”











