"Mellet!" Julian Baker yells at me as I leave the building. "Get the hell over here, you rat."
"I swear, I didn't mean for Tyler to alert him to what happened - "
"I didn't mean to," Julian mocks. "The fuck, dude? I thought we were friends."
"We are but - "
"Then stop being such a pathetic rat!"
"I - I will."
He begins to walk away from me, his shirt and pants blending into the shadows until all he was was a head of blonde hair and pale hands stuck in jean pockets that didn't cover anything but his fingers.
"Oh and Troye?" he says, turning around. "Stop hanging around Tyler Oakley; he's the real asshole here."