Atelophobia (Love is Misery)

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College. Who would have thought?

It's another Monday. Another (rough) morning. And another iced coffee.

Philo: can you get me a coffee?? this hot dude just popped outta nowhere in our class

Andrea: ...ok

Philo: please please PLEASE I'll pay you back I promise

Andrea: you already owe me at least 50€ of iced coffee

Philo: make it 53€ then

Philo: please he's so hot

Philo: he's chic though

Philo: not the good way, I meant chic as in he is sort of rejecting me, I hope he doesn't have a girlfriend

Philo: omg HE SAID HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND AND HE'S WAITING FOR HER

Philo: NOOOOREAIM GONNA CRY

Andrea: it's okay Philo you'll get through it

Philo: right? he's not even that hot

Philo: he kinda is though, maybe I could steal his girlfriend instead, what do you think?

Andrea: I think I can't text you because I have 2 coffees in hand, I'll see you in a bit

Andrea: Philo, please don't steal this poor dude's girlfriend

I take both coffees and head out of the campus coffee shop. My phone keeps ringing, Philo just keeps sending me messages. This girl will have the death of me.

"Hey Rea, how have you been since Saturday?"

Oh.

"The headache is still present, at times," I joke.

The girl laughs, "I hope Philo got you home safely. She didn't look very sober either."

"I guess she did 'cause here I am, almost spilling her coffee and ignoring her thousand messages."

"I should probably let you go then, we all know how she is when she doesn't get her morning coffee."

We both laugh and say goodbye before parting ways. I get a few more salutations. Some of them make conversation on the way, talking about Saturday. I keep nodding without understanding. Because what are they talking about?

I guess drinking had been a bad idea. A very bad one. Drinking so much couldn't be good. Of course I was drunk after so much alcohol. But what else could I do?

How could I live my life and pretend to be okay? How could I pretend to be happy without a break? Just a tiny break, and Saturday was the break I needed. From this endless hell I have to go through every single day. From the same thoughts running through my mind over and over.

I place the coffees on a table and take my phone.

Philo: I'll get his girlfriend if I want when I want where I want

Philo: what if she's just as hot as him???

Philo: I'll never compare