no kitchen task was too heavy a feat for the twenty four year old . that included coffee , which you’d think he’d spent some time as a barista at one point but no , just years of experimentation left asher with the ability to put together one hell of a cup of joe . stepping outside , allowing the sun to warm his skin . “ i’m gonna be honest with you , bro , this shit slaps , “ handing over the other mug to travis . his slides dragging along the pool side just before he came to a halt and took his spot on one of the pool chairs . asher had to admit , their new villa was nice . “ so what’re we doing tonight ? we got to fuck some shit up “ turning his head to his friend . the thing about travis was , no matter how much time they spent away from one another , they could so easily pick things right back up where they left off . that what best friends were for , truly .
( @travisfm )
