"Tell me why I'm helping you again?"    "Because I asked you to, plus I told you I would buy you food."     "Why isn't your girlfriend here?"    "I told you already she went to America to visit her family."    Suzy who had just arrived laid on his bed. His book shelf was packed, the pictures and posters that hung on the wall have been taken down. She couldn't believe that her best friend that has always lived next door was leaving the nest. She was a bit sad.    Sehun noticed her grim expression. He sat next to her on his bed.   "It's not like I'm going so far away." he said.    "I know it's just going to be weird." Suzy sniffled. Sehun laid next to her, they both stared at the ceiling that was covered with glow in the dark stars. It was Suzy's idea  because when she would sleep over she was scared of the dark. A seven year old Sehun sacrificed his boyish room to accommodate his best friend.      "Your getting worse than my mom." he said laughing a little. His mom did not take the news of her only son moving out.   "Come on I still have to pack my clothes." Sehun nudging her and he got up.    Sehun took out more boxes and sat in front of his closet, Suzy's laziness was rubbing off on him. Suzy had gotten up from the bed and walked towards the box that said pictures. Instead of helping pack she unpacked the pictures.    "Suzy what are you doing?" Sehun looked at her.   Suzy ignored him. She looked through the pictures. She found a picture of when they were kids holding hands, they had taken a trip to Disneyland in America. There was a lot of pictures of her, Sehun, Chanyeol and Luhan even some with 'He who must not be named' and Jungkook.    "Not that picture I should have thrown it away." Sehun yelled behind her. He sat down and snatched the picture. It was of him and Luhan dressed as girls, they had lost a bet.    "Hey!" she snatched it back and put it inside her bra, the picture was useful for blackmail.    "Classy Su!" he said they looked at more pictures.    After they finished looking at pictures, Suzy put them back. Sehun looked around his room, it held a lot of memories. He looked at the wall that had a dent on it, he had thrown his remote at it. He looked at the door where Suzy had wrote: Sehun's room and occasionally Suzy's; in the biggest font ever.    "It's hitting you isn't?" Suzy asked him.   "A little."    "So how are