I've decided that I'm not the main character, or the unhinged older sibling, or the mentally ill best friend.
I'm the walking red flag love interest from a John Green book. The interesting one who should be the main character but isn't. The bitch who makes questionable choices and bad impressions. The ruby red nail whore who does what she wants and doesn't explain herself to you;Margo or Alaska-minus the raging feminist part.
Mia's the main character. The one who has a boring ass life and enjoys the thrill of the love interest's carefree lifestyle. The good one falling for the bad influence.
Other times, on a masculine day, I'm just a quirked up white boy golden retriever house husband and Mia is my loving wife.
