One boy carries a pain he refuses to show the world, until someone finally starts paying attention. As one quiet observer notices what everyone else misses, a tender connection begins to form between them.
Since when? Since you needed me. Wear it. It smells like you.
Then people will know it's yours. That looks expensive. It's old. From someone?
Wear it. It smells like you. Then people will know it's yours. Relax Lane, it's just a scarf.
Apologise. For a scarf? For touching what isn't yours. You shouldn't have done that.
I should have done it sooner.