After a short while, Dylan got back with two cups of drinks and placed the tray on his desk table. They both took a seat on his bed and that was all it took to start the train of awkwardness.
Kyle held his knees nervously and pursed his lips.
**Why are we quiet? Say something Kyle.**
His eyes went up to the room and he still couldn't get over the numbers gold taking up a part of Dylan's wall. He had noticed it after Dylan stepped out, yet the gold Medals and trophies he couldn't dream a quarter of still got him speechless.
His index finger softly tapped Dylan to get his attention, then he proceeded to sign.
^^Did you win all these?^^
Dylan followed his gesture and he nodded like he hadn't done anything special. Making his mouth drop in disbelief.
**I've always known he was smart, b
