Author's Note
Heyo! So guess what? Summer has started my readers, MORE UPDATES FOR ALL MY STORIES :D! I will be really busy this summer yes but, I will always find time to write for you all. I am planning on finishing this story...maybe by next year? It all depends on my pacing. I have graduated and I will now be moving on so, good luck to me and good luck to you all as well! But on another note, y'all know the drill: Review, Favorite, Follow, whatever! Just as long as you enjoy.
P.s. - A little special surprise for all of you as thank you for your support, in this chapter. ;)
"There's nothing to talk about anymore."
"There's always something to talk about."
"How come I can't think of anything then?"
"Because you aren't thinking."
"Menma!"
"Nehehe...I'm sorry."
"No you aren't."
"I know."
I smile at Furea as she rolls her eyes playfully and looks off to the side. After a series of joking, debates, and just regular chit-chat, Furea and I were all out of ideas of what else to converse about. I didn't have any other things to say, nor did Furea and we had been in Ichiraku's for about 3 hours sitting at the same spot, same tables, in the same chairs. The restaurant was closing in 20 minutes according to Teuchi, the main cook and the supervisor of the restaurant.
Not that I didn't know that already...
"Hey Menma..."
"Hm?," I look over to Furea as she calls for my attention.
Furea smiles to herself and closes her eyes for a second before opening them again, her eyes fiercely looking back at me.
Oh jeez, I think, what does she have in store for me now?
Bracing myself when she opens her mouth, I hear her ask:
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
Whoa, wasn't expecting that.
"...Eh?!"
She repeats it again, "Do you think I'm pretty?"
"I heard you the first time," I say, suddenly exasperated.
"Well?"
"I, uh, why are you asking me this now, out of all times," I ask, confused as what to answer with, "Actually, why are you even asking me this at all?"
"Because...well," Furea starts off, playing with her hair.
"Furea..."
"Alright, well I just...I just thought that since we've become this close, it would be an okay question to y'know, ask you," she says, shrugging her shoulders lightly, "I consider you my best friend now...you know that right Menma?"
I think about this for a bit.
"Don't you think that's a bit of a stretch now, Furea?"
"Well, no," she answers confidently, "I've never had any real friends so I just think it's safe to call us best friends."
"You really only hang out with me, don't you?"
Furea nods her head.
I sigh and laugh a bit to myself, "Alright...best friend."
Unexpectedly, she squeals and jumps into my arms. Of course, she has to walk over from her seat on the other side of the table to do this before she does any jumping.
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