Teen!Asher and Teen!Tank energy. Asher won’t let anyone in the pack feel left out of abandoned and goes out of his way to be kind and befriend everyone who needs him. Tank was always a bit anti-social and preferred their own company over others, but when this ball of untamed blonde curls forcibly (somewhat willingly) followed them around, they relented. One friend became two, became three, and they found themselves surrounded by, a bit gruff and not trained socially, three guys that would set the world on fire for eachother. Tank wasn’t used to being included in that. Asher, their first real friend, was the first one they told about the bike they’d just acquired. Could Tank drive it legally, (absolutely fucking not) kinda? A fake ID and confidence will get you pretty far in life. Asher refuses to ride on the bike with Tank ever again, they take corners too fast and fear no god or death.
~CC
