 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Ary didn’t usually get into arguments but there were a few instances where he was more than willing to make an exception. One of those was this scenario that was in his head; regardless of Drake’s examples, he would have been quite confident that he would have shot them down. #SorryNotSorry, DuckyDrake! Awh, wasn’t the other second year the sweetest?! Ary was happy to be so appreciated. And yes, it totally counted to have a sister who was a close friend.
Aryan certainly appreciated the thoughtfulness as well. No doubt his lack of athleticism would have been detrimental if the pair collided. Heck, he probably would have bounced right off Drake and fall flat on his butt. There was no time for dwelling on if he was doing things right or not though because clearly Drake was thrilled to see him. Ary gave his friend a squish - or as squishy as it could get with his skinny arms. “Missed you too!” And now they didn’t have to miss each other! Wasn’t this spectacular?!
“Come on, come on!” Grinning, Ary released Drake and grabbing his hand instead. “There’s so much to show you!’’
“But first, show him to your room, Ary, so he can get settled,” Ad piped up. He had been observing the reunion silently and in all smiles. “Hi, Drake. Want me to take your bag?” |