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“Who cares? You’re going to have your own restaurant one day and they’ll all be eating your dust.” I smile over the table at my dear friend. “Thank you.” “For what?” “For always being here for me. It means a lot.” She gives me a beautiful, broad smile. “What are friends for if not to have fake sick days, bust cheating assholes and conniving relatives with?” I laugh and raise my coffee cup to him. “Cheers to that.” I knock on my friend’s door, and she opens it in a rush. “Hi.” She leans in and hugs me.

One of the reason why our friendship becomes more stronger and longer. "You know there are two kinds of friends, the first is the real friend and the second is plastic." I said and nodded at it. "I'm aware of that, I'm not stupid like you." I immediately looked at him badly after he said no to me. "What the-- kala ko ba mabait ka na ?!" "I am, I was just joking stupid." There he is again! Like a fool, is he annoying or does he really want to make me angry? An hour later the show ended and he put his laptop aside. "I was thinking, what about let's talk about our favorites? What do you think?"

To a passerby it might appear we are friends. “Because I’m not a side piece. I’m the real deal. I have his heart. I will take care of him. We are really in love, not the fake for social media obsession he shows for you. We have the moment of quiet. Why can’t you see you are nothing anymore?”

I haven't regretted it since then. Nevertheless, I forced a small smile, and admitted honestly, because lying to her felt like breaking something as fragile. “Yes, I do have a real friend,” I said and continued, “a real friend wouldn't leave you because of what you cannot give them and they know you can't. A real friend will help you in times of need, a real friend would be happy when you're happy, and sad when you're sad. A real friend is like your living diary. Who do you think deserves that title?”

He had even consulted some of his friends to help him, but they all said that game button designs were the last thing anyone would pay attention to in a game. His job was deemed so unimportant that none of them had taken him seriously. 'fake friends,' Nathan complained in the group chat then leaned back on his chair and waited for them to reply to his message. 'pay me and I will help you,' one of his friends replied. Before Nathan could reply by stating that he was broke and there was no way he could pay the guy, another person had sent their reply. 'u are the fake one,' another one said. 'real friends are together in joy and sadness, share every happiness including ur salary'

A scowl fixed on his face immediately. “what? That’s crazy!” “I said the same.” I said back like a truly worried friend, while I am even sure that he does not consider us friends. “that’s bull shit she is just my childhood friend. But why bother? When they are tired, they would stop spreading fake news.”

Ziyan said jokingly. "Hahaha, what do I want? So narsistic!" said Ilona. "We broke up tonight, but we'll get back together tomorrow, okay?" Ziyan said again in a joking tone. "No, let's just break up. I'll tell my mom later that I'm done with you! I'm bored!" said Ilona jokingly. "Oh, Man! So cruel! Yes, I know we're on a fake date, but why is my heartache real? Like being thrown away like that!” complained Ziyan, patting his chest.

"So,anyway did you find what you were looking for?" With the tone of voice she was using,I knew she was referring to something else and I decided to answer honestly and spice some things up. "Actually,no I didn't. Seems like the guy is just a big fat liar after all. God I really hope I don't have more friends that are like that. I can't be having fake friends around me only. I think I am going to cut him off,the same way I would do it to any more fake friends I find out about in the future."

Then these clowns showed up and turned my peaceful drink into a comedy night. Don’t get me wrong, though. I love these assholes. In the world I live in, real friends are hard to come by. Actually, that word doesn’t even exist in the business world. Everyone you meet wants something—your money, your power, your connections. But these guys? They’re the real deal. Even if they act like morons sometimes, I’d still choose them over any of the leeches who pretend to be friends just to use you. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw Niu’s name flash on the screen.

The moment I stepped out, James stood up, plastering a fawning smile across his face. "Rena, are you okay? I should've taught my son better. I'm sorry you had to go through this." His wife chimed in, just as insincere. "Yes, Rena. Daniel's spoiled, but I know you're kind-hearted. Please forgive him." I looked at them, their fake smiles twisting in my mind, and a hollow laugh escaped my lips.