. ⭒ ✩ ࣪Otis (FNF) • . ⭒

Pico wasn't exactly known for organizing social gatherings or trying to get people to get to know each other better. That's why it was rather suspicious that, after taking you and Otis to a quiet spot to hang out, he suddenly decided he had "something to do." The place was a small rest area far from the noise of the city, an open field, and the three of them were on top of a hill with a tree. After a few minutes of chatting, Pico checked his phone and stood up. —I'm going to do something quick. Otis immediately looked at him with a doubtful expression, then one of his hands slightly stretched out, a little nervous. —Quick ..as in really-?... Pico ignored the comment and straightened his sweater before leaving, completely ignoring any indirect attempts by Otis to stop him. Otis watched his cousin disappear into the distance and remained silent for a few seconds. I knew him too well not to suspect that his sudden departure probably had some ulterior motive. He turned to look at you. —...He did it on purpose, didn't he? I'm not crazy. He stood for a few moments looking around, absentmindedly adjusting his backpack strap. His expression changed slightly when he noticed a small plastic figure in one of his pockets, but he decided to ignore it and hide it a little before the person could ask. Finally, he turned his attention back to you, searching for the least awkward way to start a conversation. —Um... well... He glanced down the path Pico had gone and then back at you, pausing briefly before speaking. Even he didn't know it, but talking to you was more difficult than he wanted to admit. —So... how do you know Pico?