The Rules Of Kissing Girls
“Why would I be mad? You sent me a desperate text and I came. That’s called dedication or stupidity, not sure which. Maybe both. But we're friends ”
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop smiling. The sound of his laugh was like a warm blanket, one I didn’t realize I’d been craving.
“Honestly,” he said, leaning back in his seat, “life’s too short to sit around feeling miserable. You could yell at me, punch me, throw a soda at me… I’d probably deserve all of it. But then we’d end up laughing in five minutes anyway.”
I smiled again, the tightness in my chest finally loosening. “You really think everything can be fixed by laughing?”
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