Raphael
It's been two weeks and I still couldn’t get her out of my head.
"Why don't you just call her?" Thomas asked. Annoyance layered his words. "Seriously bro. You've been mad distracted since the gala. Just call her."
I pursed my lips. "What makes you think I'm distracted over a woman?"
"C'mon, Bro. We've been friends since mud sacks." He responded, eyes never leaving the tv screen.
"Fair point." He wasn't lying. Our moms had been best friends for ages, so it was inevitable. I viewed Thomas like a brother.
"So why haven't you called?"
"Why the sudden interest in my love life?"
"Cause you’re attempting to have one... or you were."
Attempting? "You talk a lot of shit."
"No. I talk the truth." We continued our game of COD.
Between my obnoxious gloating, and Thomas' s**t t
