It began with a dare from my crazy friend
“On a scale of 1-10 how heartbreaking was it for you to find out that your boyfriend had a chic on the side?”
It ends with you planting a fervid kiss on my forehead. A kiss after a hug. A hug in which you were terrified
I have a super girl in my life.
Last weekend, I apathetically attended a work related function. I had planned to chill at home, but when duty calls you are left with no choice. It was an exhibition and my job there, was to smile and answer the queries of potential and current clients who passed by our stand.