Guest, over here!

han called, from… the roof of your house? you were just walking in from your part time job when your best friend yelled at you from the damn heavens.

you cursed, ran in, and climbed up from your window upstairs.

hey, hey, hey- before we get mad, hear me out, okay?

he sighed, trying to calm his heart. whew, here we go. you got this, han.

i’ve got tickets to iron maiden, baby-

come with me friday, don’t say maybe.

‘cause i’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you.

ooooh god, he called you baby. you probably thought he was such a damn idiot. shit, he just asked his best friend on a date!