“I swear to god you’re doing this on purpose aren’t you? Showing up in places you’re not needed and giving out ridiculous reasons.” Talk about blowing up. I take a step back and continue to watch them interact. If you can even call that interacting. It’s hard to admit that I’m enjoying this in a sense.
I grab the hem of my sleeves and curl it upwards before leaving it.
Am i enjoying the scene in front of me? Perhpahs. Maybe fifty fifty.
My best friend can throw one heck of an argument if she wants to. But if I'm being so honest here, she's not once won anything with this guy. He just has his way of handling things and letting her slide. He accepts her statements and harsh comments with a smile. Its a great tactic if i do say so myself. It only exhausts the one throwing out words. U
