Ps: it's been a long time since the last time i wroted and it made me kinda missing you all. so here's the untold feelings that i wroted a minute ago, this story keeps repeating from my head over and over like it's meant to be written here portraying the characteristics of imee and irene in my head, well anyway. i hope you guys enjoyed and one more thing. imee, irene and bong was trio here. i don't think i mentioned that on this story so i already telling here so you guys won't think more further than what i wroted. hope you guys enjoy!
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"i see that you're doing a good job, what a work" imee sip with her red wine leaving the stain above her lips that's make irene gulp, how can electricity can barrable come through her veins without even hurting her.
the wide awake city was so good to admire but irene was nonchalant to notice the city because all her eyes was glued on her best friend, imee. that's now drinking her red wine.
"uh, yeah. i got a promotion early this morning" irene sheepishly smiled, she was used to speak publicly but everytime imee was there with her, she felt like she can't even utter a words.
the fuck, what's wrong with me.
"oh i love that smile" imee leaned to tap the nose of irene which made irene, unexpectedly flinched.
"oh jeez did i scared you?" imee carefully asked.
irene shooked her head "uh nah. i just.. uhm nothing, your hands are cold" irene bit her lower lips, she don't know why she let those words slip through her lips which she made an imaginary slapped on her face.
imee giggles.
"being workcholic making you crazy irene. come on honey! loosen up" imee slightly shooked the shoulders of irene which made irene shooked her head and slightly laughed.
"crazy" irene muttered while shooking her head.
"who bought this?" imee asked, taking slice of pizza in the table which made irene immediately slapped her hands away
"hey! we should wait bong, this celebration is for the 3 of us so you should wait her before you eat"
"but i'm already starving, what if i die because of this?" imee do the puffy eyes while pouting which made irene shooked her head again to hide those creeping pinkish on her cheeks.
"come on! stop being dramatic" irene playfully said before imee rolled her eyes and layed on the couch.
then the moment of silent defeating them which made irene gulped
"so, how's the relationship with your suitor?" irene asked, trying to divert her gazes on others but not on imee.
irene heard the smirked came from imee, she facepalmed realizing what she just asked
"suitor?" imee confusedly asked
"oh the man with a boquet, tuxedo and a chocolates and teddy bear. how was that for a questions?" irene asked sarcastically which made imee rolled her eyes
"you mean bong?" imee asked while laughing
"ofcourse he is, bong. the suitor of yours" irene rolled her eyes
"oh jeez irene, how could you conclude on that! how dare you"
"how dare me? well, you are his standard so how dare me" irene sarcastically gasped which made imee laughed that made imee confusedly looked at her
"don't do that" irene uttered
"do what?"
"that! your fucking laughing like a psycho! stop that. you bitch"
