Fourteen.

"You believe in my dreams, you encourage me to reach further than I ever thought I could, you celebrate my joys and feel my sorrows. You are dear to me."
~Unknown~

'Hey, man… You could be a superhero!'

'Uh, not your best look, chicken legs.'

'Come on, you can do it, V!'

'Yeah, alright! Way to go!'

'I see why you didn't want to look at this; she was so great, and now she's… gone.'

'Let's go. Together.'

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It's all there, everything.

The way he made me see my potential as Static, the way he supports me, the way he guides me when I need it most, the way he lends me a hand, the way he congratulates me, the way he understands my pain, and the way he stands by me in a crisis; it's all signs about how great an impact Richie has left on my life, and continues to leave an impact. They're signs of how different my life would be without him.

Somehow, it's like he was meant to be there for me, with me, beside me. It's like he was supposed to meet me all those years ago, and I was supposed to reach out and befriend him.

But it goes a bit deeper than that, doesn't it? It's like Richie means more to me than a friend.

He's… dear to me.

And I would be lost without him.