V. ➳ REAL LIFE

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"Look, I already told you guys why I don't want to." Briana huffed as she shoved her phone back to her bag that sits on the chair beside her.

Anne nodded. "Yeah, yeah. I know." She smiled sweetly. "But don't you want the world to know that we have a sweet best friend?" Anne asks, slightly emphasising the word world and sweet.

Briana immediately shook her head no as she waved her hands. "Nuh-uh. I don't want to." She used her fork to eat the steak. "I just simply don't want to be called "the girl who befriended Anne and Shawn just for fame and money"" The brunette girl added, using her fingers to make quotation marks in the air.

Anne shook her head as she chuckles, "But you are famous!" She stopped eating as she began to think that Briana must be kidding herself with sticking to the fact that she is not famous. "You have your own socials, got a private and almost luxurious life and things. What are the other stuff that you possibly don't have?"

"Uh-uh." The brunette gulped down her food and drank her wine before speaking again. "I ain't famous, Annie. Yes, I may have a work that gives me everything that I ever wanted, but still, I don't want to be surrounded by paparazzis." Briana rolled her eyes, feeling disgusted by the word paparazzi.

Anne chuckles at her friend's attitude. "Sometimes, you know, I wish that we are just the same." She sighed. Anne pauses, thinking that she shouldn't talk with Briana about the thing, which was her being a famous celebrity. "But anyway, now that we have talked about this. I honestly don't think that you have everything." Anne eyed her friend who just continued eating and drinking her wine.

Briana pauses, wiping her lips with the table napkin. "Yeah? What is that thing that I don't have?" She smirked, thinking that she got everything she could ever wish for.

"To love and to be loved." Anne simply said, she purposefully stopped her sentence, not bothering if her friend has wondered of what she just said.

Love is simply not on the bucket or to-do list of Briana. She has other things to focus on, like making tons of money, traveling the world, treating her family as if they're billionaires. But love? No way.

Briana frowned at the thought of her best friend. "And I guess I shouldn't have thought that you would be the last person to think of that." She said. Her friend just laughed at what she said. "Look, I am totally fine being single."

It was not the turn of the brown haired girl to huff, trying to stop herself from laughing hard. "Ah, girl. Stop it!" Anne said. "I know some celebrities that you could date." She winked at her friend.

"Pff. Like who? Chris? Chris Hemsworth? Chris Evans? Chris Pine? Chris Pratt? Chris Martin? Nah-ah, Anne."

Briana seriously never have thought of falling in love. God, she's a workaholic one to even think of it. She just loves to work, work, work, and work. Oh, and also to have some time with her fans.

"Girl!" Anne playfully hit her best friend's arm as if she just told a secret to not be told by anyone. "Shut up! These Chris's that you mentioned are one of the best. But unfortunately, I don't think they are available." The brown haired girl took a sip of her tea. "But anyway, back to the main topic, if you'd like, I can talk to some of these celebrities I'm referring to." She winked, again.

Briana just said nothing but totally rolled her eyes, showing her friend that she's irritated by the fact that the girl across her thinks that she couldn't live without loving someone except her family and friends.

"No, no! Don't show me that look." Anne laughs as she pointed Briana's face who expressed her irritation.

"Come on, Anne. Don't think I couldn't live without love." Briana sighed, sitting properly.

The two best friends continued to talk and eat until Briana told Anne that she'll use the loo. She's on her way there, when suddenly she came across the man who has the same scent of the man who bumped her earlier.

Briana paused. She slowly turned around. The man has a black cap and also wears a jacket, so Briana can't really see his face nor his back properly.

The girl was about to follow the man and let him know that he had bumped her earlier but she was stopped by her friend who held her wrist.

"Hey, you done?" Anne asks. Briana noticed that the girl is already carrying their stuff. "Thought that you'd want to go home already, since it's already time for your dinner." She smiled, until realisation hit her. "Oh! I meant, your tea, madame." The girl laughed. "Sometimes I forgot that you're British."

Briana slowly nods as she took a quick glance outside. "Yeah, it's almost dark." She turned to her friend. "Did you use my card to pay for our meal?"

Anne looked everywhere but her friend's eyes. "I may or may not.."

Briana slapped her forehead. "Anne, I told you, you don't have to spend your money every time we do this." She sighed. Briana doesn't like it if someone is paying for the stuff she wants, when it was supposed to be her job.

Anne waved her hand, gesturing her to stop. "No, stop. It's already done, so, let's go." She quickly clung her arms to Briana's.

They walked to the parking lot of the expensive restaurant, their stomachs full. Briana wouldn't lie that she's happy.

"Did you enjoy today?" Anne asked, slightly taking a quick glance to her friend beside her before focusing on the road again.

Briana nodded. She kept her eyes outside of the window. "Yes, I did." She's still thinking of the guy at the restaurant and the one who bumped her.

"So, what now? Do you want me to.. you know?" Anne nervously asked her friend.

Briana nodded, absentmindedly. "Yeah, sure."

Anne couldn't help the smile that formed in her lips. "Yes!"

Briana looked at Anne, realising something. "Oh, by the way. You can stay in my hotel for the meantime. Maybe tomorrow or the next, I'll visit the house that I'm planning on buying."

"Sure, I actually plan to. And I am definitely not done yet on showing you the famous Hollywood city." Anne chuckled.

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