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I scooted beside Agnes to give her some space, “Sure, sure. You can sit beside me.” All of the girls were startled that the ill-mannered sister was beside me. Even Fatma gave me a questioning look though she was slightly afar. “Tina is the friend I was talking about earlier.” They were still in shock that no one acknowledge her. And so, given that Agnes was the closest, I kicked her legs and she understood it immediately. “Hello, Sister Faustina. You know me from before. I am Agnes.” Abigail followed Agnes, “I don’t think we have met. I'm Abigail.”

Together, they snipped away the dead leaves, nurturing the plants and cultivating a bond that transcended words. In the midst of their shared laughter and quiet moments, they found solace, knowing that life, with all its ups and downs, was meant to be lived and cherished. And in that garden, surrounded by nature's beauty, Garla began to heal, supported by a friend who understood the depths of her emotions. Their gardening session carried on, intertwining the stories of their lives with the vibrant blossoms around them. And as the day progressed, the garden became a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, blooming with hope and new beginnings.

I said as I walked over to my friend's table. "Fortunately for you, I don't have anything else after this." He said following me. "No mafia talk, please." I warned him before we came within hearing distance of my friends. "This is my new friend, guys." I pointed to Travis and said, Jenny and Charis raised their heads, and I swear I saw Charis droll at the sight of Travis. I noticed Travis staring at Charis when I looked up. "Matchmaker Ava," I thought to myself. "This is Jenny, and this is Charis." I said.

Now I had to fix it. “Okay,” I said carefully. “Aida is just… a normal friend. Our moms have been close for years, so we kind of grew up knowing each other. She used to come over to our place sometimes. But I promise you, we’re not more than that. I wouldn’t even call her a real friend. She’s just someone I know and occasionally talk to. Honestly, your brother Garrett is my only real friend. My best friend.” Nyla nodded slowly, but her eyes still held doubt. “So… is there anything else you want to add about Aida?”

I knew what I wanted. +++ "Why do you hang out with Tristian so much?" Gabe questioned. "What do you mean? We have classes together." I said as we set up the room for our Youth Meeting. "But you guys hang out outside of school. I mean, it's been a month, when are you going to drop this guy Haven?" "Drop him? He's our friend," "No he's your friend." Gabe said. "And Heath's friend too." I pointed out. "Well, I'm not dating Heath, I don't care who he's friends with."

I know Kuya just hide and he's secretly watching us. "Tell him that don't play with me okay?" Gabby stand up and go to my Mom. "Tita, I'm Gabrielle, Katie's new friend." I heard her introduced herself. "Yah! I know you. Katie's always telling us a lot of stories about your friendship." Mommy gladly said. "Really Tita? Did she told you a lot of our arguments? HAHAHA!" We always argue because I don't follow her advice. I'm hard headed!

he asked. My cheek automatically heated up at that. I just nodded at him. "Oh, by the way, I'm Traise Ayen. You can call me Trey. I’m Gavin's best friend and you?" he introduced himself then offered me a handshake. This time, I felt comfortable around him. My lips curved up. "I'm Lura Elise Abejero. Just call me Lura or Elise. Anything that suits you. And I'm sir Gavin's EA," I replied and was about to reach out for his hand when my boss tapped it away. So, I held back and just sighed.

Martina, this is my best friend, Nefertary Ibagon. —Nice to meet you, Nefertary —she extends her hand and of course I do the same to shake it. —Pleasure is mine, Martina. —"Gentle smile"— Well, take a seat, you're not planning to just stand there, are you?

She adjusted her glasses and cracked a smile. “Good day, can I help you?” ‘What the f*ck am I meant to say?’ ‘You’re on your own, bro.’ “Does Louise Henna live here?” “Oh yes, yes, yes. Please, come in.” For an old woman, she had some energy. She grabbed my hands and gently pulled me inside. “You must be Henry? Gina’s friend.” She winked. ‘Did you see that? That wink?’ ‘Unfortunately,’ I replied. “How was your camping trip and where’s, Gina?”

However hard he tried not to get aroused around Roth, his mind seemed to go blank and his body took over. The trail of Tristan’s thoughts was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. It was Roth, “Hey buddy, do you need anything?” “No, why?” “Yeah, listen, I’m gonna be with a lady friend of mine now, so if you need anything, call Craig, okay?” Roth did not forget to meaningfully emphasize on the lady friend, as if Tristan didn’t know what it meant. Tristan frowned at Craig’s name, “Craig?” “Yeah, he’s the one who brought the lady friend.” Roth’s voice had a hint of amusement, but Tristan was not in a mood to be amused. He knew Saturdays were reserved for Roth’s fuck buddies, but he thought R