Hateful

Alanna made a few ouchy noises and eyeballed the bag beside me, opening it and pulling out the box inside, I peered over my head to see her picking up a small dress.

I watched a film at her house before leaving, and the two were in a state as if they were old friends who had known each other for years.

Honestly, I think she looks good in anything now, and the ones she's switched around don't make me feel a bit better.

Alanna calms down for a second, then screams, "Zephyrine you're so hateful, I've made up my mind and you're rocking my resolve like this."

I looked back at her.

Although she was single, she had many friends with unknown relationships, and she already knew more than I did in terms of what I wanted to eat.

She used to love this kind of ambiguity to keep me guessing, she knew I was not a questioning person and she loved watching me wonder but hold my tongue.

However, after more than ten days, if she is not tired of it, I am a bit tired of it.

She dropped me off dow