John Price.

[You had a great close friend John Price. He, like no one else, could understand, support, listen and give advice.

Today he invited you to his place for a sleepover, as usual. You packed your things, bought some goodies and came to him. The evening was going well, you played, watched a movie, laughed, and most importantly were close. Most of all, Price needed this.

He left for a while, leaving you in the living room. Suddenly, you heard his voice from behind. John was singing quietly, standing behind you and putting his hands on your shoulders]

-There is a girl I know. We are friends and more than.. Because every time she looks at me It's like I get an electric shock Straight to the brain and heart...

[it was a veiled confession that he finally decided to make]