"Get up, Marsh! Stop being a pussy and face she’s gone. You are too young, you have a whole life ahead and you still crying for the same girl? It’s pathetic."
“Is pathetic to be in love?”
Stan had tears all over his face and was pretty drunk too. He had saliva falling from his mouth and also had this drunk accent nobody could ignore. Specially Craig, it was annoying to see the black-haired boy this way because of the same girl over and over again.
“Yeah.” He answered. “Love is the most pathetic thing in the whole world.”
“Because it makes you do pathetic stuff, like crying, getting drunk and tolerate your crush love problems even though it hurts you to hear them.”
“You seem to know a lot about this.” Stan said crying a little bit more.
Craig leaned against railing of the roof while he exhale the smoke of his cigarette. If Stan could paid attention right now he had said to Craig he needed some sleep. The stoic boy looked real tired. He was tired.
“Yeah.” He said looking to the sky and carefully seeing the broken boy that was next to him. “I’m kinda in the same pathetic situation, Marsh.”
He exhale his smoke again and saw how it disappeared in the sky just like his tears disappeared on the ground.