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To make it bearable, alcohol was involved, loads and loads of alcohol. I had two best friends. One was named Anne, the other one was Faye. Anne had been in a devoted relationship for as long as any of us could remember. But Faye and I had started the sad singles club. We got together and took over each other's Tinders. "This guy asks if the carpet matches the drapes." She told me, looking positively disgusted. "Ask If his IQ matches his age." I answered. Faye was pretty, which wasn't a good thing on Tinder. Within seconds the messages started pouring in, sadly most of them were just asking for sex.

His foul breath almost made me puke. He had light brown hair, and the other guys with him looked like his friends. But I think one has to be more than a friend, perhaps his brother because he had the same hair shade and strong jaws as him. The third guy was tall. He had black hair, and a scar on his face, and both his hands were in his pockets looking undisturbed. "Your boyfriends aren't with you today?" the second shorter guy asked. "What do you mean by that? What boyfriends?" I asked.

Mel says with a small smile "I-I wanted to make it special for you, both, and since I thought— Well, I wanted to also say thank you too, for b-being my friend, and sharing Vanilla with me" Kai only blinks at him before saying with a tired sigh "No, dude, you're— Extremely nice to be around." "But I stutter a lot and—." Kai shrugs, sending him a small smile "Don't sweat it. Better you than those other three, right?" I shove my elbow into his ribs "Those are his boyfriends!" "But it's true!" Then Kai looks at Mel "You know it's true. Don't you? And friends support friends, Carl. Let's just ignore the fact that you're probably in love with them and all but not me"

Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves. Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.

” “ The fault in our Stars? The one about the cancer patients who fell in love? ” “ Yeah… ” I paused, turning to face him. “ I don't know you read books too. ” “ Nah. I didn't read it. I simply viewed the trailer on social media. ” “ Oh…okay. ” “ So what was your dream about? ” I blushed a little much to my amazement. “ Well… I'm not meant to tell you. ” “ Um… but last I heard, we are taking it slowly, so we are technically like best friends now, Kay? ”

*Fuuu-uuuck* this guy just did it for me. “Hey, Ryan,” I hear as I pass by. I turn to see Carter smiling at me, while his friends watch and giggle. “Hey, Carter,” I mumble. I try to smile, but it probably comes off as more of a grimace. I hurry past, hearing Patrick (dickhead) guffaw. When I look back, Carter is watching me. There’s a look on his face. Disappointment? Frustration? What was that? Probably my imagination.

Mea opened the first one under the Chatmates tab. marcc_ wants to gossip about your photo marcc_: i’d sit beside you so you could lean your head on my shoulder itsmecristy: sure. you’ll have to endure my talkative friends tho marcc_: i wouldn’t mind itsmecristy: nice <3 marcc_: wanna be my travel buddy? Mea glared madly at the three women who now ducked their heads down, feeling guilty even before she started. She still started anyway. “Seriously? ‘Nice’ and a heart damned emoji?”

The letters sitting side by side made each sentence which gave me shock after shocks. "Dear diary, I know I had said that you are my only friend but today I found another one. He is so cute and chubby and he didn't mock me for my stuttering. He was like me without any friends. He said he will be my best friend so I named him chubby bro. He also gave me a cute name, a little doll. I'm so happy, finally I have a friend, a best friend. I don't think I'll need you again dear diary because now I have someone to play with. From now on I'll write about what me and my chubby bro did."

I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.

Sitting on the soft carpet on the floor, Exequiel let his back touch the ground. "Hah, that was wild." He laughed while catching his breath. On the other hand,. Scott didn't have any choice but to wear white pajamas with black dots that resembled a Dalmatian dog. To summarize it, Patrish is the panda, Hera is the tiger, Kianna is the sheep, Scott is the dog, Warren is the fox, Kyler is the bunny, and lastly, Exequiel is the green dinosaur. "Who came up with this lame idea?"