February 2014
I sent her another text message that would probably have no response yet again. I probably look stupid by now with the number of messages I sent to her and I feel extra stupid for actually saying sorry for enjoying myself last night.
"Do you actually think I did something wrong?"
I huffed in frustration as I walk with the crowd who were probably into Valentine's date with their partner and families.
"No, I mean, that's from my perspective. But I'm not Milk Pansa, I can't really speak for her behalf."
"You were with her then."
"And? I don't know how her mind works, Ciize. I wish I knew how but I don't. You're the best friend, how does her mind works anyway?"
"It's stupid. She.. June, our friends, would always mention how jealous Milk gets when I get closer to- I don't know."
I shake my head as I brush off that nonsense.
"To Film Rachanun?"
"To anyone, I guess."
"Sounds like you're not allowed to have friends."
"No, it's not that. Perhaps just people who-.."
"Attracted to you?"
I looked at her and she smiles.
"Film admires you, Ciize. When you tell me these things, I get to understand the relationship you have with Milk. I think she's just protective with you and she's expressing it by being a possessive-girlfriend type of best friend. Again, it's what I think, these are still not her thoughts nor her words. You two should talk."
"As you can see, that's what I'm going to do."
I groaned and was about to take my phone out of my pocket but her hand gently pushes it down.
"I meant personally. You know where she lives, let's give her a visit and both of you fix this up before we go back to your house for the party, yeah?"
I nod. We were about to exit the mall when something caught my eye from a clothing store. I grabbed Love's wrist and dragged her with me. Last minute Valentine's gift shopping it is.
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"You look like a mess."
She chuckles as she watches me shake my hands inside my car that is parked right in front of Milk's house.
"Thanks."
I roll my eyes that made her laugh even more.
"If I didn't know better, I would actually assume that you two are in a romantic relationship whose having a lover's quarrel."
"Stop it, Love. Not helping at all. Please stop with your wild imaginations."
I hit her arm as I remove my seatbelt and reached out to the back of my car to get the paper bag of my simple gift.
"You'll stay here?"
She nods at me and pats my back before I get out of my car. Why are you even nervous, Ciize? You're just apologizing to her, regardless if you really did something wrong or not. Breathe in, breathe out. You'll be fine, it's just Milk. She's your best friend, she can't stay mad at you.
