cooper walsh.

luka: i have no idea who you're talking about (3). i don't complain about anyone.

luka: 'stole your best friend'? does that mean sephy stole you from brooks? this is so immature.

luka: then don't be happy for them, but just let them live?

cooper: right, you complain about /everyone/

cooper: jesus just punch me if i'm ever this annoying. cheer, complain, naked, and cheesy duets. ring any bells?

cooper: yes, jfc finally you understand

Out of everyone, Cooper was the last person she wanted to see. Even Cricket would’ve been a better sight right now. She couldn’t believe he actually asked her to break up with his best friend just so they didn’t have to stop seeing each other. “ I see you’ve kept your brilliant sense of humor. If only you weren’t so desperate, maybe I’d believe it. “

Cooper couldn’t help but to let out a short, humorless laugh. He put on a serious face as if he truly believed the words he was saying. “Thank you, Ivy. Hearing that from you really makes me think that I should take things more seriously. Especially from someone who lied about a teacher and not only got them fired -- but also in jail.”

“Do you ever get that feeling where you just know something bad’s about to happen?” Brooks asked, twirling his straw in his milkshake. “I guess a lot of bad stuff has been happening, but like, I can’t shake off the feeling that the worst has yet to come or whatever.” 

“You mean like Ivy breaking up with you?” Cooper asked, picking over the last bit of his fries. Truthfully, ever since Dante’s death, there was always a feeling that something bad was about to happen. But there was always something else to distract Cooper from the feeling -- like something bad actually happening. “Tough shit, dude. Can’t say I didn’t see it coming, though.”

Ivy: see? you can't bc it's not

Ivy: are you serious?

Ivy: that's so fucking low, even for you

Cooper: it's bc there's literally no risk with me versus brooks

luka: i have no idea who you're talking about (2)

luka: no, you're trying to get them to break up because you're jealous.

luka: how am i pretending that brooks is a saint? i literally just compared him to trash.

cooper: oh my god yes you do. you complain about him constantly

cooper: yes. jealous that she stole my best friend.

 “A little difficult?” Brooks’ face lit up with a smile, that only grew wider when Cooper continued his confession. That’s all he ever wanted to hear, that Cooper did really care about him, and the other boy seemed completely sincere about it. “Coop, you’ll always be my best friend, no matter what happens. No matter how annoying you are sometimes. I swear on Miss Vanjie that that won’t ever change,” he assured, as he took a step closer to him again. Maybe it was too soon, but Brooks didn’t let that stop him from wrapping his arms around his bestie and pull him into a hug. Putting his mouth close to his ear, he whispered, “And please don’t worry about what I said… about my crush, I mean. I’ll get over it. I promise.” Brooks fell in and out of love easily, so it shouldn’t be too difficult of a task for him. His crush was definitely not worth losing a friendship over. Cooper’s next remark made him furrow his brows in confusion. “Um.. give up on you?” he asked, pulling slightly away from him again. “I know we have been fighting a lot, and I wish I could say D was all to blame for it, but we both know he’s not. I think we just need to talk more, you know? You, me, our friends. We need to talk about, like… everything.” 

Their short embrace along with Brooks’ words made Cooper feel like they would be alright after all. Unfortunately, his content was cut short when Brooks began talking again. When they broke apart, he crossed his arms as a sour look crept its way onto his face. “If you say so,” he muttered, cutting his eyes to floor again. He couldn’t shake or deny the bitter feeling in his chest. As Brooks continued talking, he couldn’t help but to roll his eyes. Brooks knew Cooper wasn’t a big talker. But he had to admit he felt better now that he and Brooks were talking, still he wasn’t very open to the idea of including everyone else. “Is that really necessary? I feel like things are...” The word fine was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it let alone believe it. “Okay, they could probably be better, but I can only do so much against these assholes and sitting around and talking about it kinda feels like running on treadmill.”

luka: "tiny cheer kid you're always with"?

luka: i have no idea who you're talking about.

luka: either way, i'd want my friends to be happy.

luka: why is that so hard for you?

cooper: whatever. the one who's always looking at you like you've seen each other naked

cooper: i do. that's why i'm trying to get them to break up.

luka: you sound very relieved about that

luka: and like, not salty at all.

cooper: imagine if that tiny cheer kid you’re always with started dating one of your friends

luka: also if you're looking for regular trash.

luka: i mean, isn't that how your friendship with brooks started?

cooper: that’s exactly how it started