Friday rolled around. The girl dressed in an army green jacket over a rainbow tank top and jeans. Her friend helped dress her.
The friend said You should tell him.
The girl replied Tell him what?
The friend answered Tell him that you love him.
The girl stopped adjusting her jacket. She turned away from the mirror and towards her friend, who sat in an armchair.
I never said that the girl said.
The friend answered You don't have to say anything. It's obvious to anyone who's seen you two together.
The girl sat down, muttering that the friend had only seen them together once. The friend ignored that, saying You should try to get it out, tonight. Okay?
The girl didn't answer this. I'll text you the details tomorrow she said.
Given up, the friend simply answered Okay, go get him, tiger! as the girl left the room.
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RomanceShe is a flower. Fragile, innocent & full of life. He is wilting. Broken, but pretending. The only thing that can save him is love. They meet, and their stories collide. *
