"It seems like you're not the same with me lately, like, I wonder if there are some unsaid feelings. Like, maybe because I have a new girlfriend, and it's the first, um, well serious thing since you."
She looked at him blankly, cold, frozen. Her eyes stayed still as her lips moved.
"Actually my brother's in town. We're trying to figure out how to get our little sister back into the United States because our mom hits her."
Priceless.
"You fucking douche bag."
Long. Pause.
"Why didn't you say anything? I mean, I'm so sorry. That came out wrong. But, I mean, that's not something you have to deal with alone. Your one of my tightest friends, you're
like, my home girl. If you like, need anything, I'm here for you."
She hated it when he called her a home girl.
"Since when were we friends? When's the last time I called you to say hello or ask how you were doing? I'm sorry, that probably sounded so rude
She was not sorry.
but yea. You're so fucking vain.
"Not friends? Since when were we not friends?"
She knit pity into her eyebrows while she let the smallest smile creep along the corners of her mouth. She had a dream where he died laying next to her while she was sleeping. That was months ago. He had been dead to her since then. Since then she had been free.
"It seems like you're not the same with me lately, like, I wonder if there are some unsaid feelings. Like, maybe because I have a new girlfriend, and it's the first, um, well serious thing since you."
She looked at him blankly, cold, frozen. Her eyes stayed still as her lips moved.
"Actually my brother's in town. We're trying to figure out how to get our little sister back into the United States because our mom hits her."
Priceless.
"You fucking douche bag."
Long. Pause.
"Why didn't you say anything? I mean, I'm so sorry. That came out wrong. But, I mean, that's not something you have to deal with alone. Your one of my tightest friends, you're
like, my home girl. If you like, need anything, I'm here for you."
She hated it when he called her a home girl.
"Since when were we friends? When's the last time I called you to say hello or ask how you were doing? I'm sorry, that probably sounded so rude
She was not sorry.
but yea. You're so fucking vain.
"Not friends? Since when were we not friends?"
She knit pity into her eyebrows while she let the smallest smile creep along the corners of her mouth. She had a dream where he died laying next to her while she was sleeping. That was months ago. He had been dead to her since then. Since then she had been free.
She looked at him blankly, cold, frozen. Her eyes stayed still as her lips moved.
"Actually my brother's in town. We're trying to figure out how to get our little sister back into the United States because our mom hits her."
Priceless.
"You fucking douche bag."
Long. Pause.
"Why didn't you say anything? I mean, I'm so sorry. That came out wrong. But, I mean, that's not something you have to deal with alone. Your one of my tightest friends, you're
like, my home girl. If you like, need anything, I'm here for you."
She hated it when he called her a home girl.
"Since when were we friends? When's the last time I called you to say hello or ask how you were doing? I'm sorry, that probably sounded so rude
She was not sorry.
but yea. You're so fucking vain.
"Not friends? Since when were we not friends?"
She knit pity into her eyebrows while she let the smallest smile creep along the corners of her mouth. She had a dream where he died laying next to her while she was sleeping. That was months ago. He had been dead to her since then. Since then she had been free.
"It seems like you're not the same with me lately, like, I wonder if there are some unsaid feelings. Like, maybe because I have a new girlfriend, and it's the first, um, well serious thing since you."
She looked at him blankly, cold, frozen. Her eyes stayed still as her lips moved.
"Actually my brother's in town. We're trying to figure out how to get our little sister back into the United States because our mom hits her."
Priceless.
"You fucking douche bag."
Long. Pause.
"Why didn't you say anything? I mean, I'm so sorry. That came out wrong. But, I mean, that's not something you have to deal with alone. Your one of my tightest friends, you're
like, my home girl. If you like, need anything, I'm here for you."
She hated it when he called her a home girl.
"Since when were we friends? When's the last time I called you to say hello or ask how you were doing? I'm sorry, that probably sounded so rude
She was not sorry.
but yea. You're so fucking vain.
"Not friends? Since when were we not friends?"
She knit pity into her eyebrows while she let the smallest smile creep along the corners of her mouth. She had a dream where he died laying next to her while she was sleeping. That was months ago. He had been dead to her since then. Since then she had been free.