16|Hubby?

Dressed in an oversized shirt and sweats, legs crossed, I’m seated comfortably on the soft cushion of my reading nook. I leaned on my best friend’s shoulder, waiting for the steaming hot chocolate set on the windowsill to cool down a bit.

I told Penny not to come over, that I’ll be alright, but she knew me better than I gave her credit for, all the freaking time.

We’ve been inseparable since college freshman year for an unknown reason. We don’t exactly agree with everything; in fact, we argue most of the time, especially when it comes to matters of relationship. But she’s surprisingly tamed since she came in an hour ago. For Penny to shut her mouth for half an hour is a miracle.

I sat up straight, reaching for the cup of warm choco she prepared with both hands. The steam danced with the movement of the cup as I l