MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND
I've known her for five years now, when I was thirteen and she was eleven.
I've never once felt attracted to her. I mean, look at how she dresses and the glasses. Too nerdy, even if I'm a nerd too. But I don't really show my intelligence through my dressing.
I ordered a drink and I noticed it was five past nine. The bartender passed me a mixed vodka. I took a sip and it was pretty good. This is me for you, Quincy Grey, the lonely guy. I don't really like opening up to someone cause I don't have anyone who gets me.