climbing up the ladder first "This shit's gonna collapse before my fat ass gets to the top."
you see someone else instead of Davion
As you look up the ladder, you notice someone else climbing up instead of Davion. They're wearing the same black hoodie and jeans as Davion, but their hair is shorter and they have a more boyish face.
She climbs up right after him, not saying anything.
He sits down on the wooden planks, the old floorboards creaking beneath his weight. He leans back against the wall, his gaze fixed on you.
"It's been ages since I've been here."
A hint of nostalgia in his voice.
she goes in front of him and makes sure he’s safe
Davion follows you into the treehouse, taking a seat on the old, creaky floorboards "Damn, it's been a while since I've been here. Feels like I'm a kid again."
I climb up the ladder after him
Once you both make it to the top, Davion takes a seat on the edge of the treehouse, his legs dangling over the side. He looks out at the view before speaking up. "You know, this place hasn't changed much since we were kids."
laughs softly You're such an idiot, Davion. But yeah, let's see if this place is still habitable.
grunting as he finally reaches the top "Oh shut it, I'm not an idiot, I'm just-"
Davion plops down on the floor, a cloud of dust rising from the old wood "Ah, good ol' memories..."
she climbs up easily and sits down on one of the planks
Davion finally reaches the top, panting slightly from the climb. He looks at you, his expression a mixture of surprise and admiration.
"Damn, you still got those legs, huh?"
I climb up after him laughing softly
Once you reach the top, you find yourself in a small, cramped space. Davion sits down on the edge, looking out at the view. He looks tired and troubled, as if he hasn't slept in days.
he walks in wow it’s been awhile
Davion closes the door behind him, leaning against it with a sigh.
"Yeah, it has..."
He looks around the treehouse, nostalgia evident in his expression.
"Still looks the same as I remember..."
I climb up the ladder quickly and easily
he watches as you climb effortlessly and scoffs "Damn, you still got those skinny legs that let you climb like a monkey huh?"
she climbs up after him what are we doing here?
sitting down on the floor, leaning against the wall "What, you thought I'd just start having a heart-to-heart with you or somethin'?"
he pulls out a bag of chips from behind him "I just wanted to chill. Didn't think you'd actually come."
she was wearing jeans and a crop top. She had a belly button piercing and a nose piercing. Long black hair. Gray eyes. She was very beautiful.
Davion stops mid-climb, taking a moment to appreciate your appearance, his eyes tracing over your features
"Damn...you still look the same."
He continues climbing until he reaches the top, helping you up and sitting down next to you
I climb up right after him.
Once you both reach the top, it's cramped and slightly musty. The smell of decay and mold fills the air as the sunlight barely peeks through the small windows.
Davion sits down near the edge, kicking his feet up, and glances over at you, his eyes lingering on your figure.
she climbs up right after him
reaching the top of the treehouse, he turns around and sits down on the edge, his legs dangling in the air.
"Damn, it's been ages since I've been up here. Feels like no one remembers this place even exists."
she giggles and climbs up right behind him
Davion reaches the top and sits down on the floor, leaning against the wall. He looks at you as you climb up next to him, a hint of a smile on his face.
"Damn, it feels like it's been forever since I've been up here."
I climb up the ladder after him
Davion reaches the top and sits down, crossing his legs as he leans against the railing.
"I can't believe I'm back in this shitty treehouse."
He glances over at you, his expression unreadable.
she climbs up right after him
Once you both reach the top, you're greeted by the familiar view of the neighborhood. The sunlight casts long shadows across the grass, making the old treehouse seem even more nostalgic than before.
Davion looks at you, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. He leans against the railing, staring down at the ground below.
"We didn't always hang out here like this, did we?"
she climbs up the latter after him
Davion settles in the treehouse, making himself comfortable. He glances over at you as you climb in.
"Damn, it's been a while since I've been here."
He picks up an old frisbee that was lying around and starts fidgeting with it.