Monday, August 29, 2011

Lemons

She sipped her triple chocolate frappuccino while I thought it over.
'So apart from the whole control thing, do you like him? Like you know, like like?'
It was sort of funny how we'd gone back to seventh grade talk when we clearly were mature (shut up),  nineteen year olds, taking a mature (shut up) gap year, trying to find the 'real' us.
'I don't know! Two weeks ago I thought he was stupid but then he says things like 'I'll give you my months salary so you can buy yourself a birthday present.' Forty thousand rupees! And my heart just... melts man!'
At the fucking seriously? look on my face she added with a sigh 'I know, I know. But it feels good to at least hear someone say it you know.'
I bit into a french fry as i looked at my best and very crazy friend.
'You know what you guys would be? If you know, you were somewhere abroad, in a western country and wernt all good and muslim?'
'What Em? What would we be?'
She rolled her eyes but despite herself, laughed.
'Fuck buddies.'
I dipped the fry in barbeque sauce.
'Thats what you would be.'

4 comments:

  1. Hahaha everybody's like that "do you like like him" always, lol, everybody turns into little kids over crushes and sex jokes, no lies.

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  2. Dude. hahaahaha I'D LOVE TO READ THIS. Write more?

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  3. You know, LIKE like?

    I TOTALLY USED TO DO THAT *HIGH FIVE

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