The Beginning

After my boyfriend and I broke up, I found that obviously I had all of this time to fill. At first, I was very depressed and bored, and I had a very hard time. One night, a friend from work texted me, "hey, do you want to hang out?" I, of course, wasn't doing anything, so we hung out. Fast forward a month, and I met his two best friends and the four of us were inseparable. We hung out almost every single night and late into the weekends. They were the main reason that I started to realize what I wanted in life.

The first one, was my co-worker at Wendy's. We met because one shift, our manager put us on drive-thru together, and we had the best time that they had in ages. We just worked really well as a team and became good friends after that night. His car was our primary means of transportation on all of our adventures.

The next one was probably the one that I got along with the best. He was always my go-to friend to talk to about anything and everything. The two of us hung out frequently because we just really got along. This one drove a Dodge truck. He and I usually got out of work and school at the same time, so he would pick me up from school a lot.

The last one was the sweet and quiet one. We hung out a few times because he was not much of a fan of leaving his house and going out. Consequently, it was his Ford that almost got us all stuck in a farmer's field late one night.

The three of us hung out so frequently that we adopted each others' mannerisms, and knew everything there was to know about one another. By hanging out with them, I realized that I did not have to follow the same schedule every single day. These boys were so uncaring and just did whatever they wanted, and they were so happy and stress-free.

The three guys. The one in the middle is the co-worker, the one on the right is the best friend, and the last one is the quietest one.