It started with us lying on the bed, watching movies. Our Friday nights consisted of whatever film caught our attention and we’d hole up in my bedroom, drifting from this world into theirs. From boyhood tales like The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys to the demon-like aliens of Signs. These Fridays were ours. We dropped the movies and added a couple of friends. Still this was our ritual. I thought about you the other night, while flipping through Tumblr one sleepless night. I came across a picture of a guy and this girl with the caption suggesting that they’d seen hell and high water. How there wasn’t a time when they weren’t the closest friends. And I wondered what happened to my best friend. The…