Title Friends Novels & Stories

KITTY-KAT: Kk BETTIE: Nawa o JON-B: Betty baby how far na, valentine's day is on Sunday ooo, will u be my val? TY: LOL YOMEE: Lol BETTIE: Over my dead body. Ew! I'd rather chew glass than go out with u AURORA: Chisos! Haewww! JD: Dayum! That was cold. DARA: Ice colllddd 4 dat matter [broken heart emoji] JON-B: Pfft, whatever. Alice hw abt u? Can we be frndz with benefits? KITTY-KAT: Tankz but no tankz. I av a boyfriend •_•

Not today. We arrived a few minutes later, and surprisingly, the reception ladies were still... kind. “Good job!” a voice called out as soon as I stepped inside. I jumped slightly, it was Gia’s assistant, strutting toward me. “Huh?” “The party! Mr. Taylor is trending again, and his song jumped to number three from eleven. Impressive.” “Party? I—” “The pre-Halloween party. I heard everyone forgot their name and had a good time. You’re doing good, Ms. Sanders.” She left before I could respond, closing the door behind her.

She let out a loud whoop that earned her some glares from the fishermen further down the shore. I jumped up to go congratulate her and to properly inspect the fish, as I knew she would want me to. As I ran down to them, Layton loaded her onto his back and they did a funny looking victory lap around the spot where they were fishing. Laughing while I waited for them to stop spinning around with their arms stuck out to their sides, I called out, “Congratulations, baby! What kind of fish did you catch?” “Layton says it’s a brown trout,” she called out proudly, clambering off his back to come give me a hug. I kissed the top of her head before she pulled away to present her fish. “His name is Trev

Friends for me may be everything, especially for those who are always there in joy and sorrow without the slightest self. Maybe it's weird right now if you have friends who can continue to be close for decades. Like the current story or satire "Today's anything must have money, let alone Satan's friends to come if we have money." But all that doesn't apply to us, Kiki, Widya, Ervina, Catur, Maria, Andi, Roli, Irfan, Agus, Fauzi, Alex, Agung, Caca, Dedeh, Chandra, Sari, Dina, Tika, Ria, Impin, Iwan, Roby, Bang Adi, Selda, Henny, Lila, Lili, Kristina, Pohan, Tari, Dul, Ammy, Dewi and others. Even though we are in different cities and places, we still care for each other.

Her name was Fiona, and little did I know that she would become my first love and also the source of my deepest heartbreak. We were part of a close-knit group of friends during our first year of college, including Yuan, Hans, Aiden, and Wyatt. We spent countless hours together, sharing laughter, dreams, and the ups and downs of college life. But unbeknownst to them, my heart belonged to Fiona.

I lift his face and make him look into my eyes. "You know I had a girlfriend and kept her hidden, don't you?" I nod. "I overheard…" I say, embarrassed. "Your conversation!" My grimace is enough to make my best friend smile again. I wipe his handsome face, framed by a pair of beautiful blue eyes, his hair, and beard always well-groomed, the perfect composition of a perfect man. It's a pity that we can't feel anything more than sibling-like affection for each other. "Her name is Pietra Lancelloti…" he says, and I'm surprised by whom the woman he loves us.

A young man that Clara couldn't remember the name of, but had already interacted with earlier, turned down the music and spoke into the microphone: “ But I think we should welcome Clara for real, what do you say? The girl is great! What do you say we all sing a song together in honor of her, to welcome her into our midst, like baptizing her?” And everyone shouted in agreement. The song chosen was Friend I'm Here, one that was sung in the movie Toys Story, and even Clara sang along. " Good call, cannibal! I love it! " It was Cilmo who spoke after they had sung, and Clara really needed to know why the boy had that nickname. Going to the microphone, she took it and asked, smiling: “ As a baptiz

"A nerd huh?" "You can say that." "Best-friend?" Not knowing how to answer that, Jacky thought for a second and then replied "Sister." "Great." "Favorite Music?" "BTS and Arijit Singh. Stop now. You answer all these back." "You are quite Feisty huh. But I like it. Okay." "Age?" "18" "Relationship status?" "Single but ready to mingle." "Typical boys. Siblings?" "An elder brother, How about we hook up your sister and my brother."

He's an excellent judge of character. Which is why he didn't like the guy. Brad. The fuck kind of name is Brad? I have no idea what she's doing with a neanderthal like that, but if she is with him she definitely isn't the kind of girl I would date. I have nothing in common with a guy like that.

Yet here she was, blushing to the dashing face of a stranger. "Um, I never forget a name." Logan said, "Miley huh?" What? The smile on her face disappeared instantly. "Really?" "Lily? Suzzy?" "Becky!" She snapped, an intimidating frown plastered on her face. "Oh yea, I knew it ended with a 'y'." He sniffed in a low sigh." Okay, Becky, awesome." He said, no traces of excitement in his eyes. "Let's never meet again? Huh?"