"So, how was the date?", Sarah called me in the evening of the day of the date.
I told her the details from A to Z of the date. In the end, she screamed at me.
"Bra?! Are you fcuking kidding me?", Sarah shrieked. I had to pull the phone away from my ear. I put the phone back to my ear after she calmed down.
"Geez, it's just a nickname". I mean, nicknames meant to be fun. So why not a Bra? Sarah said my name slowly. I can imagine her rubbing her temples right now.
"I seriously don't know why your nicknames for guys always weird. Remember last few dates?", she recalled back. Oh yes, the sweet memories of mine, not. I gave the guys who used to date me nicknames, except him.
It's not weird. For example, a guy named Theo, I called him Fatmunk. Because it reminds me of Theodore in chipmunk movie. And Nick, I called him curly because he reminds me of Nick Jonas. No offense.
Why can't they appreciate my nicknames for them? I just named them based on the first thing that come to mind. "Yeah. Good memories", I asswered her. She sighed dramaticly, then hang up because she need sleep from stressing out.
I chuckled sadly while put my phone on the nightstand. God, thank you for made her came to my life. I really have bestfriends to care for the pathetic me.
I switched off the light before settle down on my bed to find the comfy side. When I did, my eyes closed slowly.
Ping!
My eyes opened suddenly, cursed the people who texted me when I almost sleep. I grumpily took my phone to check the text.
Hey
- xxx xxxxxx
Oh God. I recognized the number. It's him.
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