I didn’t go straight home. I went to mall to clear my mind. When I’m stress I do eat a lot, stress-eating. I just didn’t expect that he’ll said he hates me. I want truth but I guess I should stop expecting so I won't feel disappointed. Ah, Whatever!
My phone beeps indicating someone message me.
It's from Julian.
"I feel like he is your boyfriend." The text said.
He forwarded a number. What would I do with this number?
Ah! I remember my fake bf said there's a party today but we already agreed I won't go.
I shrugged my shoulder. It’s already 3:20, I think the party just started. I don’t want to go there being late nor go there and pretend someone’s gf just to save his balls.
I grab my uber and went to my apartment. I will probably sleeping because I deserve it. My sleep for two n
