Luke Patterson, age 17.

Reported missing on May 18th, 2016. Last seen in a red hoodie and dark blue jeans, may be in San Francisco or Chicago.

The paper had been there, taped to a bulletin board on the wall of the grocery store his mom always shopped at. It was always there, along with other missing people. But this one stuck out the most, it seemed. 

Light brown hair, brown eyes, a pair of shades on his head, he didn't look like he was seventeen.

Then again, he also didn't look like the kind of person to go missing.

Ryan wasn't sure why it was such a big deal to him. Maybe it was because it was so recent? Or maybe it was because Luke had gone to his school. Perhaps it was how Ryan had been friends with Luke.

"Ryan? Come on, sweetie. We should get going if you want to eat this chicken tonight." His mother tapped his shoulder, smiling warmly at him.

Ryan just nodded, and, without thinking, snatched the paper off the board as he walked away.

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Ten hours later, it's six in the morning and Ryan is waking up to somebody knocking at his window. He rolls over in his bed, tuning towards the window, only to screech and fall backwards off the bed.

"Jon? Dude! What- what the fuck are you-"

"Shhhhh! Shuddup Ohm! You're gonna wake up your mom!" Jon clamped a hand over Ryan's mouth, climbing in through the window...

"How the fuck did you open the window?" It was a struggle to speak with Jon's hand over his mouth, especially when his hand was so cold.

"I unlocked it. Wasn't that obvious? Also," he giggles," nice pajamas. I knew you had a bunny problem."

Ryan blushed, pushing the hand off his mouth as he pulls his pants up, staring down at the bunny pattern on them. "Shut up. At least I don't sleep with a teddy bear."

Jon smacked Ryan's head. "You will respect the teddy bear, mister Ohm! You respect him!"

"Whatever. What are you even doing here so early? I'm not even gonna ask how you managed to climb through a second story window."

Jon giggled, making himself comfortable on Ryan's bed. "I wanted to go out for breakfast, but-but Evan isn't picking up and... and I'm hungry." He grinned down at Ryan excitedly. "We should get pancakes. Lotsa pancakes."

"Well... I'm broke. You'll have to pay." Ryan was standing up now, putting a shirt on.

"Hah! That's alright. I got you." Jon nodded his head.  "Hey, do you think Bryce will join us? He's back in town again."

"I have no idea who Bryce is, but I'd like to think he's sleeping at six am on a Friday morning. You know... Like normal people?"

Jon gasped, eyes wide with some sort of realization. "Oh! Right! You're- you're new here, Ohm! You've never met Bryce?! Really?" Ryan tried to respond, because he assumed Jon would want him to answer the question, but Jon continues without a care. "Come on! He's- Bryce- Bryce is Luke's cousin! He's super nice and cute  and you'll love him! Everyone does!"

"Shut up, Jon. You're gonna wake up Buddy."  Looking down at his dog, Ryan gently pet his sleeping friend.

"I'm gonna wake up your mom, that's who I'm gonna wake up." Thankfully, Jonathan isn't yelling. He's not exactly quiet, but he's not yelling, and to Ryan that's as good an improvement as any.

"Come on, let's go get Bryce!" Jon grabs his hand, and before Ryan can protest, he's being dragged out the door.