The early Fall darkness and the crowds conspired to surprise Eddie when he looked and no longer saw Max at his side. He spotted him at, of all places, a booth selling sunglasses.
Punching him, Eddie snapped, “Dude! What’s up? The sun went down an hour ago and, besides, we got girls waitin’ for us.”
“Yeah…I know. I just thought maybe some shades would make me look cooler to Trina.”
Eddie snorted, “Unless they cover your whole dorky face, it’s a lost cause, bud. Now, c’mon!”
Discarding the glasses and swallowing down the butterflies in his stomach, Max ran to catch up.
This story was written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers flash fiction photo prompt.