"Hey"

"Yo." A few second pass by for the next text to follow up, "Got time to hang?"

Anjo, Eric's only true friend, or at least that is what Anjo believes. Just because he and Eric occasionally talk outside of school never meant a geniune friendship.

"I can't", Eric's frowned at the screen, finally realizing, "I have 2 research essays due tmrw. I didn't start on one.""I can't", Eric's frowned at the screen, finally realizing, "I have 2 research essays due tmrw. I didn't start on one."

"RIP" "You got the most boring life ngl" Stung from the accuracy, Eric slouched into his seat and stared at his phone screen in silence, pensive.

"Sorry. That was uncalled for. Wanna talk?" Eric eased slightly.

"'You're good. Yeah. I just wanna forget about things that are going on rn.'"

"I get it. Did you see the news article on the boomers complaining about our generation?"

"Yeah. I also saw the study that showed how depressed and lonely we are."

"We're fucked"

"Ikr?"

"I'm also doing a shit job cheering u up"

"Ikr?"

Eric chuckles a bit, but it stops as his mother's voice breaks him from the temporary joy, "What are you laughing about?"

"Just my friend." He assures, turning his phone screen away from his mother to hide his privacy.

"U kno what? This reminds me that I should be a plumber just to mess with my parents. I still can make bank too."

"You right"

"Wbu?"