To Mona.
Remember that one year –I think it was eighth grade, when we didn't have to wear any more uniforms– when we decided that we would match our clothes?
And we talked on the phone every night before school to wear similar colors.
“Makes them know we’re besties.” You used to say.
Look at us now, ha.
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Nostalgic.
Fiksi RemajaWhere a girl feels nostalgic about her old best-friend, so she texts her some of their old memories. But gets no response as she expected.
