A book about a girl who is crazily in love, and a boy who is crazily aloof.
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Saira's mind always travelled between realms of her own world. Sometimes it's about the existence of a parallel universe where she imagined trees to be purple, sometimes...
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"Eren is everything," Aryan sighed in contentment leaning back on the couch, stretching his legs while switching off the telly.
I rolled my eyes.
"You're just saying that because you saw him look like heaven in season four, you were all about Levi for the past three years."
"What no! Pete, back me up here."
"I'm not getting in unless it's about Mikasa," Peter stated looking at his phone, sitting comfortably on the recliner.
We got back home from the hospital just an hour ago and and we're already bored after re-watching episodes of Attack On Titan.
"Don't you have college, Ari?" I asked, getting up to grab some juice.
"Yeah," he drawled. "But you guys are here so I'm skipping."
"You have no friends dude," Peter muttered not taking his eyes off his phone. "We're your only friends, that's sad."
"That's so not true! I'm the life of the party!"
"You got nothing to prove to us, Ari, it's okay that you have zero social life," I teased.
"Imma prove it to you guys right now, get up, we're going to my college."
"Right now?" I asked.
"Yeah, you guys have nothing better to do anyway." He concluded, getting up. "Peter you're good to go right?"
"Yeah, let's get some shawarma on the way."
Peter got up and wore his jacket shooting me a quick look. He motioned me over and I wordlessly go to him. He suddenly pulled me into a hug and mumbled.
"Sorry if I treat you like shit sometimes, I'm in a shitty mood a lot these days."
He pulled away without letting me get a word in.
I was stunned into silence.
Peter never apologizes. It's just not something he does. Even if he is in the wrong, he wouldn't apologize, he'd just convey his apology through his actions. It was quite surprising to me because I didn't think much of it until he apologized for his actions, which was nothing that big.
I don't know if it's a problem with me or anything because I usually just let things slide with my immediate circle.
For example, if it was Peter who called me a bitch (in some way) that day instead of Sierra Stevens, I wouldn't even get annoyed. I'd just let it slide, because it was Peter, my best friend.
Is it something I'm thinking about because I prioritize?
Maybe I'm just overthinking about something that doesn't even matter now.
"Sai!" My brother yelled. "You coming?"
They both were already ready to lock the front door.
