The doorbell rings.

Stokeley stands up and walks over to the door of his apartment with twenty dollars in his hands. He swings the door open, not even looking at the pizza delivery guy and passes the note over to him as he was handed the pizza box. The door closed over and Stokeley slumped onto his couch, placing the pizza box on the expensive glass table next to it. The smell of hot, fresh pizza fills his nose. He takes a moment to admire the beauty in front of him before demolishing it.

ski mask: That was the best pizza i've ever had.

He laughed before realising that he was talking to himself. Him and X had always ate pizza together.

Whenever he was with X he felt like a kid again, they would prank call people and tell each other all about the girls that had slided into their dms. Stokeley couldn't help but let out a tear, he let it roll down his face until it dropped of his chin and landed on his hand.

ski mask: Why?