WrittenHollowness
Fairest
"Adam!" The footsteps coming from the other side of the cafeteria could have caused an earthquake. While yelling frantically, the young man calling for his best friend managed to push a total of seven people out of his way. "Yeah, move, best friend reunion coming up." he called out, greeting the new faces with his most charming smile. "Adam, wassup man? Didn't think you could run away from the Coop, did you?" The teen asked, his charming smile instantly becoming goofy. The boy looked and smelled like a stoner. A Grateful Dead tee was covered by a partially zipped hoddie and matched with a pair of jeans that had more holes than Swiss cheese. "So," Cooper asked, as he leaned in for a hug, "Who is the tall glass of screw me over here?" He winked at the blonde, then turned his head back toward the man of the hour.